Happiness is risky. Light is intimidating. There’s always risk of being sent back to your comfort zone. The pit, you once called home. Darker, more engulfing with each blow. How miserably you crawled out of it. All for what?
And yet I’d say its worth it. Even if happiness is an illusion. For the split second that it exists, and your heart is illuminated and free, it is worth it.
Daily Prompt: Risky