I don’t know if you have experienced a level of happiness that generates an uncontrollable break out in a happy dance or not, but I have. In fact, it happens to me quite frequently. It doesn’t really take much to elicit one of these expressive dances of elation, but damn it sure does feel good.
It could be something as small as one of my favorite songs coming on the radio or making an impressive two point shot at the trash can. I’ve even broken out in a happy dance when I see someone I like at work. I have to be clear here, when I say, “I break out in a happy dance”, it could mean any number of things. I could be greeting you with a high kick or two. I could be running around the room as if I were having the puppy zooms. Sometimes my happy dance manifests as what appears to be a bit of aerobics.
Some people think I’m a little weird because I get excited over a little bit of ribbon or because I see someone I know in an unexpected place. I’ll admit that I am easily excitable and honestly, I kinda’ love that about me. I love it when I see one of my family member’s initials on a random license plate. I love the contrast of fall leaves against the blue sky and the contrast of lush green moss against the dark rich soil. A cloud shaped like a hippopotamus jumping through the air. A bird walking on my back deck to the rhythm of the song playing in my headphones.
It’s all the teeny tiny things in life that likely would go unnoticed by most, but just thrill me to pieces when they occur in my daily life. It truly is the little things that make life so wonderfully joyous. I am so grateful to know what I know.