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"Maybe happiness didn't have to be about the big, sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. Maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of small pleasures. Wearing slippers and watching the Miss Universe contest. Eating a brownie with vanilla ice cream. ...Maybe happiness was just a matter of the little upticks --the traffic signal that said "walk" the second you got there --and downticks --the itchy tag at the back of your collar --that happened to every person in the course of a day. Maybe everybody had the same allotted measure of happiness with each day. ...Maybe it didn't matter if you were a world-famous heartthrob or a painful geek. ...Maybe you just get through it. Maybe that was all you could ask for."
From: The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants
From: The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants