Finding happiness for some people is like torture. They have to sacrifice so much to gain happiness. They explain it as though they're walking deep inside a tropical greenery where the air is humid and above, the sun is not afraid to shine. It exposes all the sunbeam to the ground making some plants die and others blooming ( By now,you should know that a few people will have their answers while others are still searching). If you look further, you then have to climb over tall mountains which are as tall as an endless sky. When you're already at the top of the world, happiness is all the way up there, upon those thick black clouds. Suddenly, the sun is covered by darkness. Everything suddenly turns ugly and what you see is only dark colours around you.Then, you think 'Happiness seem to be a gloomy word'. In the end, people just forget about it and think how ludicrous and ridiculous they were from the beginning. You won't get your way all the time. You will fall.
I believe big things can be just small things noticed. Don't tell me you need expensive things to make you happy. Not all the time, it's a person anyway. If it is so be it. You're alone. I'm alone. We're not lonely. We're just alone. Ignore how others find happiness. Be selfish for once. Love yourself for once. Listen to yourself for once.
Do what you love. Read a book, play the violin no matter how shitty you are, Run... run as though freedom's hands just grab hold onto yours. It definitely fits perfectly. Never let it go.
