I find it hard to contain joy.
Perhaps, its because joy was never designed to be kept, collected or stored in a jar. Unlike rage, envy or pity, joy is set to be poured out of one’s system. It’s as contagious as the next popular disease.
Under its spell, I’m consistently on a ‘sunshine’ mode. I talk nonstop; I exaggerate silly details for a decent laugh. Hiding my toothy smile is impossible, too!
Unfortunately, there are times when we really have to hold our grin, and save it in our pockets.
- When a friend’s feeling grumpy.
- Learning that someone passed away.
- Finding oneself trapped in a myriad of disasters.
Yet, despite such efforts, joy finds a way to sneak out.
It’s its expertise: spying when your guard is down, vigilantly looking at some trigger (say a memory), and then boom – a smile slowly paints its way across my face.
Joy does that.
The Daily Prompt: Unsafe Containers