A Pessimist's Happiness
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As a pessimist,
it is difficult for me to write about what and or who uplifts me to achieve a pinch of happiness.
I often diet on salads
instead of tasting the sweet treats that life has to offer.
Lately though,
I have noticed that I have begun to hum.
I have begun to hum a lot,
day after day,
and typically at my job where I am just merely a hard worker instead of actioned as
an individual with feelings.
It is odd.
I do not even sing in the presence of others.
But here I am at work,
humming away to the current tune replaying in my mind.
Whether I made it up or not.
I have found over my years of dysthymic descriptions
that it is the little things,
the little details,
those sudden moments that disappear too soon
where I find happiness
if even for a few minutes.
An uplifting melody that is catchy enough to get me humming.
A simple card game that can lead to new friendships, fond memories, and uncontrollable laughter.
A beat of two where I am completely content with the present
and forget the worries in my life.
Where I feel more alive than I have been.
As a pessimist,
it is difficult for me to write about what and or who uplifts me to achieve a pinch of happiness.
I often diet on salads
instead of tasting the sweet treats that life has to offer.
Sometimes though,
I am able to find my happiness in the little things,
the little details,
those sudden moments that disappear too soon.