i`ve always thought that one day, i will reach a certain point in my life, and from then on live in a constant state of contentment, and ultimately die happy. but now i realise how naive i`ve been.
if i search for a turning point, a day when my life suddenly changes,then i will never find it. this internal peace appears haphazardly in single moments; sometimes due to a series of uncaused events, and occasionally from my own doing.
i think i understand now that i cannot find happiness, nor must i wait for it. instead i must embrace it as it passes, like a warm breeze in winter, or a smile from an unlikely stranger, and reflect on it as i look back and watch it fade out of existence. i ought to be comforted by these brief seconds of pure ecstasy, not remorseful as i am left to stand alone in the snow again.
not regretful that i perhaps didn`t make the most of it, but touched that
happiness chose me today.
now, i think i can sleep without interruption. and who knows? maybe, if i`m lucky,i might die happy after all.
1 comment:
This is a bit... Ya'Know... how i felt about 3-4 years ago. :/
but it's so captivating, like all of your writing (i've just read through ALL of the ones since i last posted).
You Gotta love it. ;D
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