I think a lot of people walk around looking for reasons to be un-happy and dis content about their position in life. And if you look hard enough, these reasons sure as hell will present themselves. I woke up early Sunday morning to the sun pouring through my drapes that are actually just bath towels pinned to the window frame. I tore them down, and i opened my window. i heard birds chirping for the first time in a long time as i got ready for the day. I watched my favorite tv show before walking the 15 minute walk to church through the park and the petting zoo. We even stopped to look at the llamas and miniature donkeys. I came home and emailed the church, volunteering to work in children ministries because, with out trying to sound like a pedophile, children are my favorite to work with.  I proceeded to make lots of pink lemonade, and blared xavier rudd as i worked on my essay that is so impossible and due today. I went to bed completely happy. I don't think i really had a reason to be happy, or content. I just was. Maybe it's a matter of waking up early and making the day your own.