Happiness

Happiness is probably not having everything you want. It is probably liking at some point of time everything you have.

It takes time to adapt to changes, but once those changes start getting old and you start accepting them rather than running away .Even they can make you pretty complacent. Maybe because somewhere in the back of your heart you know that you can’t change whatever has happened how much you want to.

You start feeling like this is the reality. All other memories feel so far away and different from the present ones that you start doubting yourself whether it was even reality you lived in. Those faraway times feel like dreams. They look so real, every piece in its perfect place but somehow like dreams you can’t touch them or feel them and it seems like your mind just conjured up these images to remind you how bad the latest times were.

But when you start getting all cozy in the present they become more and more distant….more faraway.
But still every time you think of them you just wish you could go back just once to feel how you felt and to remind you that yes that WAS “my reality”….