Happiness is such a finicky thing. So elusive, hard to grasp. Yet so precious and important.

I've begun to see glimmers and slivers of it in the distance. But I'm not sure if that's a figment of my imagination, a projection of my desires or a glimpse of the future to come. 

And so I wait with baited breath. But in the meantime, I'll do my darnest to grasp it. And to show you how.