Nathaniel Hawthorne wrote that "Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you." Last week, we asked Re
I am writing this at 2 a.m. in a room that is filled with moonlight.
I'll buy that we all enter this world naked, but penniless? No. A lucky few will never again be as cold, hungry, or alone as they are in those first moments.
just a word, but a bit confusing kind of feeling.it's like being hated for what you are and loved for what you are not.
I’ve always been a glass seven-eighths empty personality.
“Say Cheese.” That’s what us photographers do when we want someone to paint a smile on his or her face.
I haven't done anything with Red Room's writing prompts in the past. None of them have moved me to action. But this week's does. I know something about happiness.
I used to refer to my happiness as “my sparkles”.
Looking over my left shoulder at decades past I see marriages, children, puppies, non-wife soulmates, one-night stands, debau... well, let’s not go there.
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