I know I haven’t posted in a while, but I’ve been lacking inspiration of late.
Anyhow, I’m about to start high school, it’s a beautiful day out, and I am inexplicably happy. I truly don’t know what’s up with myself today, but when I woke up I just felt like I was ready for anything.
I got a lot of things done, I did my chores, finished up my summer reading, beat Portal for the second time (the cake IS a lie, people!), and I even managed to take a break and skateboard for a while in the beautiful weather.
Aside from all of that, it kind of makes me wonder: What makes people happy? Not quite the kind of ‘I just got a bunch of new stuff’ or ‘I have a ton of money in my wallet/purse’ happy, the kind of happy where you’re just satisfied staying right where you are. Maybe it’s a different something for everybody?
Well, I know this isn’t much of a story or anything, but I figured I would share this with the world.
One last thought, though:
Think, really hard. Really, really hard.
What makes you truly happy?