According to the Beatles, it's a warm gun. According to Charles Shultz, it's a warm puppy.
To me happiness is something a bit more existential. Happiness is internal.
There are days when I am sublimely happy and absolutely nothing is going right. I had a week once where I had fallen behind on work, I was fighting non-stop with my exhub, I was lazy and not being active- But I had this bizarre sense of peace and happiness that came from within.
In contrast, I've had weeks that were stellar by most peoples standards, I was killin' it at work, and down 5lbs...but something felt off.
Isn't it amazing how you can really only find happiness when you are at peace with yourself?
Just a point to ponder.
I am searching for that inner peace, that inner happiness so to speak, everyday! I am still on the hunt.....but I'm a predator, and will catch my prey soon enough! pondering continues....
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