Happiness is not a fish that you can catch...
Happiness as we see it, is all a matter of perspective. we look at happiness as the fairy tale ending faintly glistening just over the horizon before us. We look at happiness as the mountain's peak. The euphoria we experiance just after the long battle. the moment of peace and serenity, accomplishment. Nirvana.
Sitting awake in the night I thought the same thing, with one eye on the past I look to the happiness that stuck out, moments frozen in time I viewed as a glimpse of light beconing me at the end of that tunnel we all seem to travel through. Looking back I realized that my personal moments of happiness were never atop any mountain top, or laid beyond inevitable strife, it was interweaving itself in my life, keeping me afloat when I lost sight of the state of things. It was the warm meals that were given to me, the nights sleeping on the beach, holding a necklace made by another person's hands, remmebering the smile on her face, falling asleep with a beautiful woman in my arms, and awakening to it in kind. The things in my life that money may be able to replicate, but never duplicate.
Looking back I've lived a pretty happy life, contrary to that which those who may know me may believe. We sometimes get lost with our head in the stars, in search of the holy grail, we forget about the earth beneath our feet, forget about the little things that keep us moving forward.
Sitting awake in the night I thought the same thing, with one eye on the past I look to the happiness that stuck out, moments frozen in time I viewed as a glimpse of light beconing me at the end of that tunnel we all seem to travel through. Looking back I realized that my personal moments of happiness were never atop any mountain top, or laid beyond inevitable strife, it was interweaving itself in my life, keeping me afloat when I lost sight of the state of things. It was the warm meals that were given to me, the nights sleeping on the beach, holding a necklace made by another person's hands, remmebering the smile on her face, falling asleep with a beautiful woman in my arms, and awakening to it in kind. The things in my life that money may be able to replicate, but never duplicate.
Looking back I've lived a pretty happy life, contrary to that which those who may know me may believe. We sometimes get lost with our head in the stars, in search of the holy grail, we forget about the earth beneath our feet, forget about the little things that keep us moving forward.