It takes too many muscles to frown

I don't know why, but I feel really good.

Actually, I do know.

I am succeeding.

I know I can do it, because I am. Right now.

I'm accomplishing what I love, and loving what I accomplish.

I have the most spectacular teachers this year.

I'm busy...

But it's a good kind of busy.

The kind that gives you a spectacular feeling at the end of the day, when you lay down.

The kind that makes you say, I am me and nobody can change that.

The kind that makes homework bearable.

The kind that keeps you on your toes.

I am exhausted.

But it feels like I'm on top of the world,

and that for once, it's not on top of me.

I love hugs, and hellos.

And laughing 'till I want to cry.

and sometimes crying because it's okay.

And sometimes having meltdowns.

And just being me.

And writing of course, I love writing.

And life.

Because no matter what happens, God is there for me.

And that's all I need.