You know those days when you decide to let go, and let life take its course.. You refuse to make happen, or do, or try. Not just because you’re tired of always being the one doing, but also because you want to see what it’ll be like when you’re not the one doing something for someone.. Will anyone care? Will anyone do something for you? And then it happens. The moment you never saw coming. Those people actually care, and they want to be there for you too. So, there’s so much to talk about, so much to laugh over, so much past to catch up on, and so much dreams to share together.. And you settle the scores, and talk the talk.. And somehow you know that’s the kind of happiness you never knew you wanted. That rare- innate- heartmelting- unexplainable- over- the- world kind of happiness, that makes you laugh till your stomach hurts, smile till your mouth aches, roll over the floor, stomp your feet on the ground, scream, shout, curse, do anything and everything. That kind of happiness that can’t be scheduled for a particular time or day or minute or hour. That kind that just happens. I call it serendipity.
Those days will come; they always do. We can only hope that gleeful discoveries come with it too.
© The Short Black Girl, 2013.