Life is like fizzy powder on your tongue: Happiness is not a matter of age
This age is such bliss. And so vibrant! I would never have dreamed in my younger years it could be like this. I wake up every morning tingling with anticipation of the new day, wondering what great things will happen today. I’m so glad all that fidgetiness is over and I can just do whatever I please. The difference is: I don’t have to. I want to. I no longer have to rush through my day. I can do what I want. And I want a lot. I don’t have to be stealing the time. All the time is my time.