January 28, 2008
Happier Days
In my undying self pity and as I wallowed in depression, I taught myself to overlook blessings and focus on potential problems.
Formulating solutions to things that might never happen in my lifetime. Always trying to be prepared for whatever comes my way.
In my moment of weakness, I attempted to look back. There I saw, as clear and as radiant as the sun, were images and memories.
All showing smiles and carefree bliss. I needed a minute to sort my feelings, there it was, true happiness. Long forgotten, but real nonetheless.
As luck would have it, I managed to get my old computer to work. Here I was, looking back in time. Back to the days long gone.
I viewed old pictures, watched old videos and listened to old music... It took me back to a time of happier days.
Days when I did not know what I knew now; simpler, easier days. It was a treasure trove of priceless memories.
It was all as real now as it was back then. I saw true friendship, reaquainted myself with my roots, felt old emotions, gained old knowledge I had forgotten about.
I realized from that point that no matter how much I complained. How sad I am now... And how hard life has become...
I was truly happy... Not once, but millions of times.
Formulating solutions to things that might never happen in my lifetime. Always trying to be prepared for whatever comes my way.
In my moment of weakness, I attempted to look back. There I saw, as clear and as radiant as the sun, were images and memories.
All showing smiles and carefree bliss. I needed a minute to sort my feelings, there it was, true happiness. Long forgotten, but real nonetheless.
As luck would have it, I managed to get my old computer to work. Here I was, looking back in time. Back to the days long gone.
I viewed old pictures, watched old videos and listened to old music... It took me back to a time of happier days.
Days when I did not know what I knew now; simpler, easier days. It was a treasure trove of priceless memories.
It was all as real now as it was back then. I saw true friendship, reaquainted myself with my roots, felt old emotions, gained old knowledge I had forgotten about.
I realized from that point that no matter how much I complained. How sad I am now... And how hard life has become...
I was truly happy... Not once, but millions of times.
Posted by yabs on January 28, 2008 at 02:37 PM | Comments
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