Today, my prompt for one of my essays was: what is happiness to you?
Well, it took me a long time to answer that. Truth is, I didn't know the answer. But in the end, I had to say that happiness, to me, is getting what I want. It may sound selfish, but doesn't it apply to everybody? Some people say family is what brings joy to their life. So aren't you happy when you finally have one, and vacantly sad when you don't?
So I gave a vague answer to a vague question. Getting what I want makes ME happy. When I got my precious snake, I was truly content. When I buy the dress I really like, I feel accomplished.
This brings me to think that maybe there are no selfish people out there; just people really committed to the ongoing pursuit of happiness.
Wow when you put it that way I suppose no one's selfish. Heck, I'm perhaps the greatest pursuer of happiness alive! :D
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