I think on this alot.
What is my bliss?
I've found it.
It's all around me.
My favourite man.
My beautifully imperfect family.
My home.
My neighbourhood.
The colour of the trees along the road.
My friends.
The sunset.
My letters.
My Smosh art.
I've found my bliss.
It's all around me.
And so I'm happy.
And very grateful.
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