Before I take my deprived rights on sleeping, I would like to kiss my tears away by spending some minutes on my page while I’m trying to convince you (whoever’s reading) that my post has something to do with your life.. and your feelings.. And your thoughts. Haha nyanya
I am pondering about how people find happiness in different ways. Some find it in shoes stored in cabinets with skeletons. Some find it in food like “Arrghh food is forever and I want to marry as many food as I want because I love to eat and it makes me fat”. Or people find it in books and coffee and cookies and music and beaches and cars and places..
Want some more?
Cosmetics and dogs and cats and alcohol and smoke and dresses and photographs and curtains and papers and stickers and spoons and movies..
Or maybe we could find happiness in family and friendship and work and love and tranquility and peace and time and trust and hope and faith..
And I could add some more and finish this post in year 3000 or even more.
Maybe because we always try to find happiness in everything.
But today somebody reminded me that happiness will never be a “find me” puzzle. Because happiness (I would say) happens not completely because it’s the right time nor person nor place nor situation.
But simply because IT FEELS RIGHT. And it takes tons of courage and guts to jump into that it-feels-right feeling.
(And when something goes wrong that’s the time we forget what happiness is.)
-TOO MUCH FOR TODAY. A very loooong start of the week. My happiness is sleep. 🙂 ❤