Yesterday, while I was dancing ecstatically, I finally figured out the secret of happiness. It's nothing you haven't heard a million times, but I feel like I finally understand. The secret of happiness is...Hang on. First some backstory.
This blog was born out of depression. Constrained by financial inertia, I saw that my life had become predictable and dull. Being a writer may be a dream come true, but the constant insecurity of trying to make a living as an artist has always fueled a sense of "I'll be happy when..." In fact, I've been afraid to stop being discontent, for fear I'll become complacent, then wake up years from now realizing I let my life pass me by.
But, by not allowing myself to be as happy as I can, I have let some of my life pass me by.
Having reached the middle of life's journey (don't kid yourself, anything over 84 is bonus time), I don't want to postpone being happy any longer. Doing something new every day has made me realize the power of taking joy in the ordinary while still striving for the extraordinary.
I'm embarrassed to admit how trite and unoriginal it is, but the secret to happiness is simply to choose it. To do things that make you happy.
Let's face it, life is full of experiences that will knock you on your ass every day. So you constantly have to seek experiences that'll pick you right back up.
Well, you meaning me, at least.
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