Happy Place

5.27.15
I have two sisters; one that's only 3 years older then myself, and one that's 6.
or about 2 hours yesterday, Sophie, myself and my other sister, Avery sat in my room, watch a show called "Archer" and died my sisters hair. This is my happy place. Nothing can beat laughing, talking and joking around with my two favorite people in the comfort of my room. The smell of my sister smoking a cigarette overwhelms me with a remembrance of when she lived full time in New Paltz; although an unhealthy habit, I love the memories the smell grants me, not that I've ever smoked a cigarette or know the taste. I know its not a specific place, but being in my sisters presence allows me unconditional happiness. Maybe because we're so similar in the things we do, the way we act, or our sense of humor, but I can't relate to anyone better then her.
Sophia, my eldest sister, recently moved to North Carolina and it put me into a sort of shock. Its kinda like when people say "you don't know what you got til its gone,", I didn't really appreciate or understand how important Sophia's influence was in my life. When I visited her at her new house, we found a place where we were both emotionally and physically content, and made it our happy place. So we started going there everyday and just talking, even if we didn't have much too say. We had our coffees and some food and that's all we really needed or wanted, as long as we had each other by our sides. She'll tell me about the new job she acquired, teaching young kids how to play the viola, I find myself feeling incredibly happy and proud of her, as I always am when talking with Sophie. Its nice to be unbiased to someone's happiness, because there is no jealousy or resentment involved, just bliss. That's how I know I really, really love someone. I can just listen to them, without any beneficial factor to myself.
As we speak, my sisters is home in New Paltz, sleeping. So I guess my happy place is always changing as it doesn't much have to do with where I am but who I am with.
When I was younger, I would steal her stuff like everyday, it got a little excessive; she despised me... to say the least. It made me feel like a shitty person but what can I say, I was trying to be more like her.
My happiness, a lot of the time is dependent on the people I'm spending my time with, so when I think about the place im happiest, it always comes back to my family, especially Sophie. I know its kinda unhealthy to depend on someone else for your happiness, which I don't do completely, however without even knowing it, Sophie makes me 1000x happier when she grants me her presence.
Its kinda funny  because when she goes back to the Carolinas, to join her boyfriend, we don't call each other and we barely text. But we're always there...in some sort of spiritual and weird sense. We got a good thing going on.
She left New Paltz again, and is now in North Carolina. Even so, the friendship we share never falters or changes with the distance, Ill always have her and will always be proud of her, no matter what path she follows.