Happiness

Yeah, of course I want to be happy, and I am at the moment. Life is a bundle of different issues and experiences and at any one time some of them will be positive and some will be negative. It’s the balance between the two that needs to be managed; ensuring that there are more good things than bad things and when there aren’t, not losing sight of the fact that the balance will change over time. The joy (and sadness of life) is that things don’t stay the same for long.  Even if everything in the present was perfect that hasn’t been the case throughout my life and memories of sad events will always mean that proper happiness will elude me. But times of sadness of what make us what we are as much as times of happiness. Christ, think of how shit music would be without all the crap that life throws at us.

….which gets me on to my struggle with the meaning of live. I often feel that my life will end up being a series of memories that then disappear from the me the day I die and then from the memories of those who new me the day they die. And the point of that? Answers on a postcard.