if we can call them friends, then we can call them on their telephones.
I find myself with a deep needs to do things that will make me happy. The problem is, when I do them, I don't necessarily feel "happy," and I can't decide if that is because I am really not happy or because I don't really remember what true happiness feels like.
Is it like fat rain drops and thunder in the summer heat, with all that electricity pulsing through the air, through my fingertips and into your heart like a surge of life?
Is it like the soft warm touch of a strong, rough hand on your skin? When nothing else feels quite as good as the warmth of another person?
Is it like when you laugh and laugh and laugh, you laugh so hard that your your belly aches in the best way, and your cheeks hurt from too much smiling, and you have tears in your eyes?
I'm not sure. These are all familiar feelings to me but there is still nothing that I can really put my finger on when I am trying to find my happiness.
How do you define a feeling? How do you explain to yourself how happiness feels? How could you possibly compartmentalize everything that you feel? Where is the separation? When does sadness end and happiness begin?
I just want to make beautiful things. I want to be a beautiful thing. I want to feel the highest I can feel and the lowest, darkest, deepest I can feel. The whole spectrum, one at a time or all at once. I want it all.
What does happiness feel like?
Is it like fat rain drops and thunder in the summer heat, with all that electricity pulsing through the air, through my fingertips and into your heart like a surge of life?
Is it like the soft warm touch of a strong, rough hand on your skin? When nothing else feels quite as good as the warmth of another person?
Is it like when you laugh and laugh and laugh, you laugh so hard that your your belly aches in the best way, and your cheeks hurt from too much smiling, and you have tears in your eyes?
I'm not sure. These are all familiar feelings to me but there is still nothing that I can really put my finger on when I am trying to find my happiness.
How do you define a feeling? How do you explain to yourself how happiness feels? How could you possibly compartmentalize everything that you feel? Where is the separation? When does sadness end and happiness begin?
I just want to make beautiful things. I want to be a beautiful thing. I want to feel the highest I can feel and the lowest, darkest, deepest I can feel. The whole spectrum, one at a time or all at once. I want it all.
What does happiness feel like?