Lately I’ve been wondering, “What’s happiness?”
I ask this question a lot. People often say things like, “do what makes you happy”, “who cares as long as you’re happy”, “the only thing that matters in life is happiness.” But what is happiness? Is just smiling happiness? How long do you have to feel that feeling? Is just a fleeting moment still considered happy? Or do you need to go at least a day or two feeling great? A fault I have is always asking questions like this. So I decided to try and be simple for a second and list the little things that may or may not be “happiness”.
*When the leaves change colour in Autumn
*When Jack the cat cuddles me at night
*Taking of your pants when you walk through the door
*Being able to walk around naked when no one is home
*Watching animals play
*Looking at the sky
*When someone plays with your hair
*Asking and answering personal questions at 3 a.m.
*When a breeze ruffles your hair on a warm day
*The sound of waves
*Climbing into cold sheets stark nakey
*And I guess many various things and personal feelings.
So there is a lot to smile about. But being me, each of these things also has a sad memory. I live in a very grey world where one thing is nothing without the opposite attached.
But the point is… even if I am the way I am, I still have reasons to smile.