They say that everything is okay in the end. If it’s not okay, then it’s not the end. It’s all a process leading to a point where peace is reached and happiness is achieved.
But what if you are just part of the process? What if the inevitable happiness is not meant for you? What if you are just a secondary character in an epic survival tale, one that takes the hit and doesn’t make it to the end of the film?
Depressing thought, isn’t it? Is everything really okay in the end, or do we just learn to deal with our problems? Do times of grief really pass, or do they constantly exist and we just cope with them on a daily basis?
Isn’t it nice to think that we all are here for a reason? That every person you walk past on the street passes you because they were meant to? That girl that smiled at you at the coffee shop doesn’t just smile at everyone? That the hole in your socks dips below the brim of your shoe so the world can’t see it? Nice, isn’t it, to believe that sometimes the universe treats you nicely?
If I could have a super power, it would be to make people happy. That’s all people really need. The richest man in the world may suffer depression and the poorest might laugh all day long. Happiness is the only thing that makes the world go round. People only want things when they aren’t happy. People only fight others when they aren’t happy.
Some ask themselves, “What do I need to be happy”. The answer is nothing. Happiness doesn’t come from anything other than you. It doesn’t come in the form of cars, or money, or love or praise – You can be happy without all of that.
Everyone is entitled to my opinion.
Why do you dress nicely every time you go out? Maybe if you’re just heading to the supermarket, or even to the post office, why do you put effort into your appearance? Do you think you’ll run into somebody important? Do you think you’ll run into the person you’ll spend the rest of your life with? Is there someone you want to impress, or maybe show up?