This part of my life is called....

This part of my life is called...

...the pursuit of happiness.

Couldn't be more true for me.

And if you haven't seen it yet, please do.

"And it was at that time that I thought about Thomas Jefferson writing that Declaration of Independence.
Him saying that we have the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
And I thought about how he knew to put the 'pursuit' in there, like no one can actually have happiness. We can only pursue it."

Makes you think.


I like the way it's called Pursuit of Happyness. Somehow it sounds happier than plain happiness. More innocent. But I can't explain why.
And sometimes I wonder if half the the pleasure doesn't lie in the pursuit. I mean we do tend to take the things we have for granted. It's a human thingy; you're never happy with what you have.
umm incoherent comment, but maybe you'll know what i mean *beeble*

The only "fun" in achieving happiness lies in the pursuit. Because once you do reach your goal you realize that you'd rather have something else and have to set off on a fresh pursuit. Happiness is but a moment in time when you realize your pursuit has led you to where you were trying to reach.
And you had bloody well be on the lookout for it. Or 'happiness' may just pass you by.

I believe people spend their entire life just pursuing happiness because their definition of happiness keeps changing with time.
And honestly it is only things that are hard to get and one works really hard for, that bear the sweetest fruit. If happiness was handed to us on a platter I doubt if it would have made us 'happy'.

Happiness. What is happiness, I wonder?
Is it a state of mind? An ephemeral moment in time? A shadow that we strive to capture? Volatile. Effervescent. Elusive.
Or is it in the eyes of a child looking up at you in wonder. Or in the radiance of a smile or the warmth of a holding hands. In a walk down the beach or watching the sun set. I wonder.
Happiness.
May be it is handed to us on a platter. Only that we don't see it then. Or think we want it that bad. And which is why we spend time in pursuit of happiness.
Just a thought.