In the market for happiness
If happiness were on sale, I would’ve stocked up last week.
But money doesn’t buy happiness.
So I headed to the desert. And I stocked up on good friends, fresh bread baked from the communal bread over, and sunshine.
All things that money can’t buy. But knowing that it’s the little things in life that make me happy.
After all, when was the last time you saw a sun for sale at the shops?