I woke up this morning, and I thought about things, and I asked myself, am I happy?
then it poked another thought, what is happiness?
How does one be happy?
It’s difficult to describe, where to start off with such a brutal title, In fact it’s actually really hard to think where to start and how.
How do you describe a person that looks, feels and understands themselves to be happy, but underneath the thick layers of onion, is the atomic core of sadness, disappointment, shame and anger.
How do you know you’ve been bitten by the Black Dog (Depression) when it may just as well have eaten you whole for your entire life, and you’re searching for something that just hasn’t been there, in the pits of the dark innards of Time, Space and Thought.