To be happy and find joy is a passion that is a constant motivator in any given person's life. We strive to achieve it, a salvation from our stress and anxiety filled lives. It can become such a manic desire that we become dependent on the stress and anxieties that plague us to be our motivation to find that happiness. The thought of escaping life becomes the goal, to not feel the pain anymore. It is a morose way to live. Striving towards happiness, obscuring all else while doing so. The depression associated with goal of joy becomes our comfort, it is a cancer that will spread and with it replace the want of joy with the desire to be comforted by what we know.
As love and happiness go hand-in-hand so do the paths to finding them. They are patient for us and we in-turn must be for them. The small things we take away from life that make us happy always reward in-turn with a much larger payoff. With love, you find the tiny eccentricities of a person to be what makes them so very appealing in the end. The only way to find these true feelings of love and joy is only to be ready to notice them when they finally present themselves. Things as rare as happiness and love are precious only because they are unable to be planned for.
As love and happiness go hand-in-hand so do the paths to finding them. They are patient for us and we in-turn must be for them. The small things we take away from life that make us happy always reward in-turn with a much larger payoff. With love, you find the tiny eccentricities of a person to be what makes them so very appealing in the end. The only way to find these true feelings of love and joy is only to be ready to notice them when they finally present themselves. Things as rare as happiness and love are precious only because they are unable to be planned for.
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