Funny thing, happiness. It’s so fleeting.
I find that the universe has a very cruel sense of humor, because every single time that I come close to experiencing happiness, something comes along to ruin it. Usually physical pain. Which is just ridiculous.
But it’s true. Once during a summer holiday, I expressed how happy I was with the situation I was in and two minutes after, I stumbled and fell down a hill, ripping all ligaments from one of my feet and forcing me to use crutches for the rest of the summer.
Today, another painful punishment was given to me by the universe. One that I have received many times before and that might sound strange when I tell you, but it is true anguish. During a cold, I sneezed so that my neck went into a complete lockdown (torticollis). Now, it hurts to breathe, sit, stand and pretty much just exist. And since I obviously still have the cold, every time I sneeze, it feels like my neck is going to snap off.
This is not a good day for me. And I sucked ass at last night’s pole class.
This got me thinking about the concept of happiness and how we strive for it all our lives. But is it real? Is anyone ever allowed to be truly happy? Or is the only existing happiness the tiny glimpses we get now and then? And nothing more.
I mean, are YOU happy?
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