Happiness Pt. 2: The Running List

When I wrote the last time about what makes me happy, I said that I'd keep a running list. I know that it's been a while since I've updated this list and that things have changed a lot since then, but here is my attempt at adding things to the previous list:



-People that have the courage to share their secrets with strangers make me happy. I don't think that this one really needs an explanation. Check it out if you haven't already before.



-My English class makes me happy. I go into that class everyday and my mind is engaged (which is one of my favorite things). I leave with a sense of thoughtfulness. Nothing beats that feeling.



-Pens still make me happy.



-(Parentheses make me happy.) (I'm not even sure why.) (I guess it makes me feel like whatever I write in between the left and right parentheses isn't visible to everyone else.) (Which wouldn't make sense if I'm trying to get you to read my blog.) (Oh well, I like them either way.)



-I've got a new thing where I like to buy the actual physical copy of a CD when it comes out. Preferably only my favorite bands. It makes me happy knowing that I have a piece of something that they made and poured their heart into. It gives me a sense of reason behind the idea of owning CD's in the first place; as if having the physical copy makes me unique.



-This one girl I know makes me happy. I bet you're smiling now because you know that I'm talking about you. And now the smile is a little bit bigger. And now you know.



-Finishing books make me happy. That sense of encompassment that I get from it; the feeling that I just lived in a whole other world with totally different people and crazy adventures, and different thoughts or feelings towards things, that's what I like the most about it.



-Heart to heart talks with people make me happy. I learn something new every time and it seriously completes my life. When they happen, I feel like I'm growing so much closer to people and that I'm gaining so much trust because of it. That makes me happy.



-Whispering sweet nothings makes me happy.


This is it for now. This list will continue. Maybe in a couple of months, maybe next week, maybe in five years. But it will continue.

Disguise.

Maybe in cardboard boxes filled with papers from your past and a soul that was once set on fire comes pouring out to you, only to reignite what once was there.

Maybe you wake up and you just know. You’re finally happy. You finally have so many reasons to smile, even through the tough times. Maybe waking up has ignited the fire that you’ve had inside of you all along. Maybe that one night changes everything for you. Maybe you share a kiss with someone and you just know that things are different- that things are finally coming together and you’re finally getting what you deserve.

Maybe you never thought that things would be this way. You were so far gone, so far removed from thinking that one person’s smile can change your whole world. Maybe that at 4:30 in the morning, the only thing that comes to you is exactly what you wanted; everything that you’ve been asking for from life is aligning and you just… know.

Maybe I know. Maybe finally waking up is giving me something to look forward to. Maybe my heart is awake and ignited and ready to let those walls fall.

Maybe the walls have already fallen.

The best things in life come to you in disguise.