The way we FiND happiness is inexplicable. We can never really find it, it usually finds us. If we ourselves were to find it, then we would know the true secret to life, something we will never know because if we did, we would consider ourselves GOD.
The way we LOOK for happiness shows our strengths and weaknesses. The more we look for it, The more we crave it, The more desperate we look. Happiness is a natural feeling and this natural feeling can be produced by one's self, a friend, a lover, a parent, a stranger, or a bizarre moment, etc. And isn't that enough? I mean, isn't that enough places and reasons to wait for happiness? Apparently not...
We as people, usually find ourselves constantly running in cirlces, changing our beliefs, switching trends in clothing, talking to and leaving other friends, just so we can fit in with a certain society. Rest ashore, I, myself, buy clothes I don't really need, drink the alcohol I don't really like, or even go to a place where I know I might have a chance of running into the woman I believe I am ment to fall in love with. With all that said, it's probably clear that I was looking for happiness in all the wrong places.
Yet, in time, happiness has found me through the art of simplicity, like a baby's smile, a random movie, or even when an old friend is run into at a public restroom at a large out-of-state amusement park... Could it be? That I believe in fate?
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