(-_-) ponders about happiness
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One sunny day, (-_-) watched the townspeople go about their daily routines…
(-_-): “He’s a farmer; he’s a blacksmith. She’s pastry chef; She’s a sewer…
They all have a job to do. What about me, what’s mine?”
┐ (-. -;)┌: “It’s your job to make them happy,”
(-_-): “Happy? What is that?
┐ (-. -;)┌: “It’s something inside you where you feel pleasant – light, happy, giggly… Funny dances mixed with emotional explosion and everything shabangbang and shalala~ in between”.
(-_-): “Huh? I get the first part but not the last”
┐ (-. -;)┌: “Of course dummy, you’re not supposed to understand that. It’s my definition of happiness. Go make yours. But the most important thing is, it always starts with the pleasant feeling part so…, now, do you get it?
(-_-): “Hmm… not quite, I’m not sure yet.” *thinks further*
“ …how can I make them happy if I don’t know how to be “happy” myself? What is to be “happy”?
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