I don't really know how to begin but let's do it. so back in college, there were days when i was really sad. i just wanted an escape. anything that could give me a little joy. so, one weekend i decided to visit this place. it was a beach actually. i wasn't there for long but for whatever time i was there, i was really happy.
imagine, you're on a beach with the wind subtly blowing in your face. you sit there trying to look beyond your field of vision. you fail but you aren't gonna stop trying. then there's a light shower, and then it starts pouring down heavily. you're running now. you get to some place nearby where there's hot tea. you can see the whole beach from there. you're smiling. you're finally happy.
this is my little story of joy.