A Final Thank You

Hi Dorothy,

I'm here to tell you my latest secret.
For the past few days I've been wondering if I'm doing the right thing. I've been unable to pinpoint whether I was fleeing from necessities, or embracing opportunities.
But every time I look back and reconsider, I realize that I was correct. My decision - and all the pain it took - was worth it. It clearly wasn't the most difficult decision of my life. For I was visibly relieved. Happy.

Or whether I was plainly making a mistake.

What is your idea of happiness?

There is a little duck in everyone's brain. It constantly quacks away about all the bad things that happened, are happening or may ever happen. Happiness is when you realize that the duck is wrong.
Enjoy the good parts of your day and "shut the duck up.”

The duck in my head is still arguing. I'll sign off and attend to it.
Bye,

A.

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A Random Image:

My soul is full of whispered song;

My blindness is my sight;

The shadows that I feared so long

Are all alive with light.

~Alice Cary, Dying Hymn