BE HAPPY

I’m going to Bristol. I need some time alone and away from everything. London is driving me crazy, I think. There are days I feel immense happiness surrounding me, filling my soul so much that there is no more space in it, thus it flows out and it covers my body, which then sparkles. This sparkle is noticed by nobody. People in London, including myself, walk so fast for no reason. They look at the floor. They might smile at you, if they flirt with you through their eyes. Rare, that is. There are other times, I feel so miserable and lost as if the city grew enormously way above my head and swallowed me all the way down and entrapped me in the deepest tube line’s tunnel.

I know I must not complain, because there are people in a worse situation; people that have nothing to eat or to dress, people that are alone and lonely, people that are severely ill and are counting the days left to enjoy. But how comes we are taught to live always comparing ourselves to the one inferior to us? People say “money does not bring happiness”. Is this a pathetic way of making ourselves feel a little better, because we are not rich enough in order not to know what to do with the money? Have we ever considered comparing ourselves and the situations we are in to better situations? That is one of my questions. But then, the argumentative answer to this question, which is actually another question, would be: “how do you know somebody is in a better situation than the one you are in?”.

Indeed. Everybody has issues, problems, unanswered questions and therefore, everybody struggles. I will never quite struggling for life, because after all, I figured it out. I know what life means. Life is an opportunity. Life is here and now. Life is fighting and losing and still being able to fight. Life is, fighting and winning without stopping fighting for the next win. Life is, not knowing what the next day will bring. Life is, dining at the end of the day with the people you love, no matter what the hell they’ve been through during their day. Life is, hope in the middle of desperation. Life is, a smile amid wiping. Life is, up and down, right and left, black and white. Life is everything.

So, I’m not going to stop. I’ll take it. I’ll do it. I’ll live.