some kind of happiness

And what am I to do with these days as Christmas is quickly approaching?

What am I to do with this kind of happiness, the kind that makes me lie face down on my bed, forehead on the pillow with my cellphone in one hand?

What am I to do tomorrow if I can't sleep tonight?

What am I to do later if I cling too much onto this happiness now?

Don't think about later, silly.