Today I called and left a voicemail for a friend, telling her a bit about my life as I often do when I leave her a message. And as I spoke I realized, and relayed to her, how happy I was feeling. Genuinely happy. Not really linked to a single event or person, just a feeling of contentment. Awesome.
And that feeling struck up this number on the internal jukebox:
No ones more happy than you
Even the sky's feeling blue
And you don't believe, but it's true
No one's more happy than you
A beautiful Hackensack night
Two teenagers kiss and hold tight
The satellite swimming above
Is sending a message of love
No one's more happy than you
Even the sky's feeling blue
And you don't believe, but it's true
No one's more happy than you
No one's more happy than you
The Stop N Shop is open all night
With a mothering florescent light
The milk carton pictures a dove
As the intercom crackles with love
No one's more happy than you
The foot's on the other shoe
And nobody knows what to do
'Cause no one's more happy than you
No one's more happy than you
No one's more happy than you
No one
I don't know about that, but I do know that I'm going to fully inhabit this feeling for as long as I can...
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