I laugh when I am happy. These days I sometimes find myself smiling while walking through the streets.
Do others think I'm crazy?
I don't care. I know I'm just happy because I am aware of the blessings I receive every single day. I sometimes complain about little stuff. Maybe a pimple on my face or my new phone I dislike.
But deep down I know I am blessed. I know I have a life others would want to have.
I know that my problems are way smaller than those of others.
And this awareness makes me see that I am very blessed.