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Happiness by Marie Westeros
Happiness Everybody's life contains moments of complete ecstasy, and moments of utter debilitating sadness. Many of us spend our time asking questions such as: "am I truly happy?", "what is our purpose?", "why am I here?", "what are you doing in bed with my wife?"; and it seems to be the case that any who ask such questions are distinctly unhappy. So why is this? We spend our entire lives, worrying uncontrollably about what we have done in the past, and what we will do in the future. All too often, in our desperation to consider our own past and future happiness, we are blind to the fact that we are missing out on the most important part of living: the present. It is a sad fact that all are guilty of counting their troubles, but few can be said to do the same with their joys. For if all the problems from all the people in the world were piled into a heap, so that everybody could take an equal portion, most people would be content to take back their own share. So what is happiness? Well I have considered the meaning of happiness for many, many years, and have surprised myself with a very simple solution: happiness is never stopping to ask yourself if you are. Don't ask yourself if you're happy. And don't expect to feel happy all the time. Instead, remember this: we are seldom happy with the lives that we have, but would go to pieces if we lost any part of it.