Hello there my old friend. I hope things are better now. I hope you haven’t turned black or anything. Despite living together for 27 years, I still don’t know you that well. Granted, I never took you seriously until the doc warned me of ‘abnormalities’, which freaked me the fuck out. I had no clue I was literally killing you, back in college. I didn’t realize all that pizza and beer, and waking up at random places would take a toll on you. Mmm…pizza and beer. Anyway… It’s Friday night…again! Soo many reasons to celebrate! i) I didn’t get fired
ii) I Joined the gym
iii) A mountaineering expert has agreed to accompany me to the hills of Nepal. Although something as small as crossing a road causes her to gasp for breath, she seems legit.
So, this Friday night, I have mixed feelings because I am devoid of three things: friends, alcohol and liver disease. Anyway…who needs alcohol when you could be playing this all night long?
I think it is one of the strangest things. Different things make people happy. Good things, bad things, just… things! What makes you happy? What’s the first thing that comes to mind? A loved one? Food? Travel? Music? Parties/nightmares? If everyone knows what makes them happy then why isn’t everyone happy all the time?
So it looks like we might be happy already but just don’t know it yet because we are too busy looking for more happiness. I’ve been thinking about the things that make me happy.
Here’s a song to go with the pictures!
My best friends
The universe works in mysterious ways. I helped a poor person the other day. No big deal. She didn’t say a word though. Just as I was about to leave she looked at me and smiled. It was not just any smile.
It was a smile that I will never forget.
It made me feel that my messed up life has some sort of purpose.
It said “Thank you for making me happy”.
It did something incredible.
It made me super HAPPY. I’ve never been super happy before.
But then that’s just me.
In order to be happy you have to first find out what happiness is for you. Then run to it.