Day 41: blah blah blah

I am a firm believer in everything happening for a reason.

Even when we can't see any reason at all, I think there is one.

I think we experience...

sadness

happiness

nervousness

heartbreak

love

death

excitement

disappointment

betrayal

compassion

for the sole purpose to teach us something.

To force us to find our strength.

To make us see what we're made of.

To respect what we can do for ourselves.

Sometimes a lot of the time it sucks a whole lot. I mean, a whooooole lot.

But our lives are all stories.

So, why not just write a happy ending?

So far, in my short life, I have realized that happiness is never something you can find.

It is something you can recieve.

And the more we keep looking, the less we will find.

It is a place.

It is just a word.

It is an object.

It is money.

It is a idea.

It is an allusion.

It isn't real.

Maybe.

Juuust maybe.

It's a person.

....Or maybe it's coffee.