Joy Is Free, My Nigga.
Joy has no price tag — but sometimes we act like it does.
We wait for the perfect moment, the perfect mood, the perfect paycheck. We save joy for birthdays, holidays, big wins. But the truth? Joy is free.
Joy is the song that hits you in the middle of traffic.
Joy is the friend who texts you a meme right when you needed to laugh.
Joy is breathing deep and realizing, I’m still here.
We live in a world that tries to sell us happiness, that tells us we have to earn peace. But joy? Joy doesn’t wait for permission. Joy is a choice, a rebellion, a reminder that you are alive and worthy right now.
So today — find some. Take some. Make some.
Turn your face to the sun for no reason. Play the song twice. Laugh from your chest. Dance in your kitchen. Call someone who makes you feel like yourself.
Because joy doesn’t cost a thing. And you deserve to spend it heavy.
Keep choosing joy until it’s your habit.
— E.N.D.
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