A tram that brings me downtown Amsterdam while I am looking at the nice buildings and at a line of bikers being the first two blond (maybe locals), the third one probably Indian, the forth one looking American and last one a lady maybe from Morocco, some steps up and down along the canals, my friends’ touchy words pronounced over a delightful dinner last night, that suddenly pop up in my mind, my walk into a beautiful work-space for the day that surprises my eyes for its design, its relaxed look, the music it plays, the laughter of people having breakfast at the bar-corner, the cool signs marked on the floor to direct visitors, the colored sofas, the flashy hair of extravagant ladies I bump into while walking, the waving cats of my friend’s neighbor welcoming my return back home ….
What does all this have in common?
….. an overwhelming, deep and uncontrollable sense of unexpected happiness.
I’m still enjoying, while writing, a full state of pure pleasure, continuing to repeat to myself, silently, the same words: “ I AM HAPPY”.
A random day of the year has turned into a gift made of mind-boggling images, lights, colors, sounds, smells, making me smile while getting pleasantly lost in the crowded streets of this city I have fallen in love with. I feel alive.