Happy.

A cold breeze snaps me from my daze as I walk the gravel path, hearing it crunch beneath my shoes.

I take a deep breath of small-town air and make an effort to pay more attention to my surroundings.

I approach an overpass, taking a moment to consider walking up the hill to the tracks above and sit on the edge whilst looking high into the night sky.

And so I do it.

As I take a seat on the cemented edge of the bridge, the stars look back at me as I look back on the day prior.

Laughing with friends, listening to music, eating (arguably) good food. I watch this highlight reel of my day go past my eyes and in that moment,

that solemn moment of reminiscence and peace,

I am happy.