For about over a year, I hadn’t heard my real laugh. I had forgotten when you laugh so hard your mouth begins to hurt. I had forgotten that when I laughed from my soul time stoped for me to catch my breath. I forgot that I could be loud and I didn’t have to cover my mouth. I had forgotten what my voice sounded like when I was having FUN.

So many times, I had driven out into the night alone just to get away from everyone. I would drive the backroads of the borderlands and around me was pure darkness. The rivers and lakes reflected like silver from a distance. The streams on my face would shine in my reflection with every passing car. Naturally, I knew if I stayed in the relationship I would think laughter didnt’ exist and I would never feel my laughing face again.

I was driving down a one-way street and for many years I was not afraid of where the journey may take me.  But it wasn’t until I realized that I was not Happy, I hit the breaks. I was not having fun.

The journey I know is long-pursuit of happiness. I am going to find it my dear reader and I am going to have fun. As soon as I realize the one-way street is worrisome, I will hit the breaks once again.