Remember to breathe

I've been so busy lately with getting my apartment sorted that I haven't had much time to think. Which in a way is very good. And has been quite nice. But it's still around me. And I don't really know how to feel. Lately I've been feeling guilty because I've been almost happy over the last weeks. Saw my English friends for a week in Italy. Followed by moving. So much happiness and joy. I've barely thought about cancer. And death. And darkness. So instead I've been feeling guilty. Which I know is crazy. Because of course I'm allowed some happiness. So whenever I've been feeling guilty I've pushed it away. Tried to shake it off. It generally works. But I also have to remember to let myself feel. To remember to breathe. It's okay to feel. It's okay to fall apart. And it's okay to have moments of joy.