When I realized my happiness wasn’t necessarily dependent on circumstance (by being miserable in “good” conditions and happy in “bad” ones), I began thinking of it as my responsibility. Then I thought of it as my right. Then I thought of it as my choice. Then I realized I didn’t need to think about it, I could just appreciate the moment and leave it be.
Everything will die or transform into something unrecognizable soon enough, so I’ll try and appreciate the wordless transcendence that makes itself felt whenever I’m present, and work with the clues that I’ve been given.


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