“I’ve made my own Museum of
Happiness, which isn’t built of brick
or stone or wood, its walls the thickness
of the day …
“I’ll carry it around with me to pitch
beside the sea, in a field or by
that river, a billowing rickety marquee,
a travelling show of personal delights
performing one night only & forever.”
From the poem “Happiness” by Stuart A Paterson
How about a small sketchbook as a pocket Museum of Happiness? Carry it around to make notes of things seen and heard, thoughts, sketch, doodles, to stick in things so it’s a sketchbook-cum-scrapbook-cum-journal-cum-things-that-made-me-smile-book .
The only rule — if some else wants to take a look, you show them because why wouldn’t you share happiness?
This is awesome…here is to2019 and new promises and expectations! Thank You! 🙂