Choosing Happiness

As I sit perched on my sister’s bed, lightly tapping away on my laptop, I listen to Ella’s voice crooning over a warm vinyl and I feel at peace.

“Moonlight in Vermont….”

Louis’ raspy voice comes over now…

The soft piano in the background makes me feel like I’m sitting in a jazz lounge.

It’s funny how music changes your perspective on a day.

The atmosphere in the house may hold a palpable tension, but in this room we are secure.

Readers, what are the things that transport you to a safer space?

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