reluctantly happy
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we only post in blogs when we are sad.
once we get hold of our life, we forget it because there seems to be
nothing to tell to the world.
i have not posted and account for a
long time know. all i did then was rant about how stupid and cruel
life is.
but then, i think the otherwise today. i think life is
not cruel and if it is well maybe a little.
it is crony to
say that i am happy because people always want to hear sad things.
but yes, i am happy. in fact, i have never been happier my entire
life.
my life isn’t perfect today.. but at least, i can’t find
anything worthy to rant about. i realize that ranting is a
psychological disease. it is like addiction…i found value and
enthusiasm in ranting then…
but then i also admire people
who do not rant. and when i am with them, i feel good about myself.
when i am with them i am contented.
to tell you honestly, i am
reluctant to show that i am happy. for the first time in my life, i
feel contented with a person. usually, i always see the bad side of
things but this time i don’t.. all i see is a future full of flowers
and rainbows.
it is as if i went back to my early life and
chose the different path. it is like the universe has given me a
chance to do life all over again, the life that i wanted.
everything
is so perfect that i sometimes feel that something bad is going to
happen at the end. but maybe this is just me being pessimistic,,
