Saturday, June 29, 2013
"Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle."
I want to meet someone who can say that he is truly and deeply happy. I'm not going to ridicule or disbelieve him but, I'll ask why he is happy and then I'll listen to his answer intently. I'll listen until I am filled with hope that I, too, can someday be as happy as he is. I just really want to know that those kind of people exist.
I've had so many people tell me what to do to be happy. Most of the time, they only give me incorrect pieces of advice. I don't blame them, though. Who in the world anyway can give a perfect advice to someone they don't really know? Cliché as it may be, nobody knows my story. I don't tell it because I can't. Or at least, not yet.
I would be lying if I say I don't know what would make me happy. I know exactly what that is. But no matter how I try, I can't bring myself to do it. I can't do something that would break my family's heart. So for now, I'll just let my own heart break.
"Searching for Happiness IV":
on 5:18 AM