I'm looking for happiness. I guess we all are. That appears to be what we do with our lives - a lifelong pursuit of happiness. Obviously not a novel concept.

I wonder if I'm missing out because of all the sadness I can see all the time. So many things frustrate me.

When I think about happiness, freedom and peace, the pictures I see in my head are rays of sunshine, clouds clearing like the rain has just stopped. Grass and water.. but never any people. Interesting? When I think of things that calm me, I think of empty spaces. Lots of space. No interruptions or confusions or messes in my day or space or time.

I want to be happy. I don't know that I've earnt it. At this rate, I never will. I should probably start trying to accomplish something. The world won't wait for me.