I asked Wesley what joy is. 

“It’s the most pure moments you can’t always describe. It’s those moments of bliss in the spontaneity of life, traditions and heritage, laughing down the highway, or sing a song knowing you’re not hitting the notes and still singing.”

Made a plan to travel to see friends more often this year. 

“What makes me happy? It’s traveling, it’s helping people. You?”

“Answer my question, Joel. What makes you happy?“

”Big booty cuties like you.”

”For real?”

”Realistically though, I'd say something vague like experiencing nature and humanity clearly and closely.”

At the slightest sigh of stress I book a hotel and head to Santa Monica. If I have to be stressed it can be on the beach with a some boxed wine.

I book a trip once every few months to treat myself to time alone with my thoughts. It’s been one of the most therapeutic habits of my life.

People should do it more often.

If your parent’s don’t think he’s your boyfriend, are you really best mates?