Happiness is may be sometime writing on the topic not knowing what to write! But no matter what, It only matters what do I feel & I usually feel most alive when I write…

I’ve spent my most time thinking, Is this unnatural?  Shouldn’t someone be doing some productive work.. yeah  really should, there’d be a point to it. And then, in other moods, I go, No, no, no, the insanity’s taking place out there. And I waffle back and forth. And this waffling back and forth, when you yourself experience it, it’s called life. And you are going to experience this waffling back and forth for the rest of your life. And whenever you do, don’t think you’re unnatural or broken or different. It’s life, and we’re living it, and that tension is life.

These days seems I’m more worried about my own work. There are so many places I want to go with it, things I want to try out, I want to work on stretching my soul.

How difficult it is to integrate all the various parts of our lives at times: family, work, Study, creative pursuits, the everyday errands and housework, a social life…..
I feel as though I’m asking myself more often, are you where you want to be? Where else might you like to be? What else could you be?  “Where do I feel good? What is giving me joy?”

And then, of course, there’s knowing what brings you joy, and knowing what is possible.

But anyways after-all We all make it!

Anyways I did had my days in a different way… No expectation full of surprise and sometime I feel happiness is just something that comes unraveling with many surprises…

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