Me.

I'm happy. Really happy. I remember the feeling in the little seconds of my day, those few passing moments of silence where I sit back and smile for no reason at all, connecting the dots in the ceiling, trying to capture some hidden message in the random layers of paint.

I have about a week left and I'm not worried about how I'll spend the rest of my days. I'm just going to read and keep on learning, take walks in the sunlight and watch my generation in this country with apt interest.

Vibe with my soul, pray every morning, center myself for the journey ahead.

I'm looking forward to the future, to the adventures to the smiles, to my land, to my heart inscribed in the sand that wedges itself in between my toes as I inhale my spiritual home grown and my eyes rest of the water of my ancestors.

I feel power swell within me, there is nothing you can do or say to rid me of my belief in a creator, when I think about the expanse of my power, the expanse of my journey, I am vindicated, I am strengthened.

Straight chilling. Straight living.

I'm sorry if this might bore you.

But my loves.

This is what joy looks like.

And in this moment, I forget all the pain of the past, all the disappointment, all the horrors, all the things that made me cry are erased completely in the face this light, it eradicates all mental parasites and sets my feet on diamonds, sends my heart flying so far and so high.

This silence of this moment comforts me. There's no music. There's no television, just the steady hum of the refrigerator, the click clacks of my keyboard and the beat of my heart, skips a couple every now and then, but it's all I good. I still smile. I still breathe.

I still live.

I've never been more grateful for every tear and every snarl, for every hiccup on the road, for every hard time, I've never been more grateful, for all the whips and all the pain, all the anguish and none of the gain, I've never been more grateful.

Because each step I took, whether it was in water or on fire, led me to this moment today. And as I look at my tomorrow, I see a glint in the reflection that steadily grows and blinds me from all the blemishes of my past, it's erased, washed out and I only see tomorrow.

Each second, each minute, each hour, each day is a chance to start over, to overcome and to move on. To grow stronger, to grow smarter and to learn from it all.

This is what joy looks like.

Renewable energy keeps me afloat.

My glass is half full.

This shit is delicious.