I THINK

I think she has a huge allure. Her beauty. Her untainted sense of
humour. The sense that I will never want for anything ever again. That
I am stuck in a pantomime and life is just one bag of sweeties and
laughter.
I dream of going down the Happy road, paved with good times and
laughter, and success just to amplify it all. It’s a good dream to
have and it’s why I am a sucker for her. It’s why I am looking at her
with a cocked eyebrow and a head full of possibilities.
The possibility of happiness as a self evident truth that can be
pursued and obtained.
The possibility of creating a brave new world of persistent good
fortune. Where joy overshadows pain.
A world where being unique is not about being different, but being outstanding.
The possibility of happiness, being outstanding, success and joy being
a characterization of an entire life…