Happiness.

Happiness. Joyfulness. Cheer. Whatever you call it. It is an emotion that we all seek. The satisfaction with of where we are in our life and where we are headed. It can’t be measured. Which, if you think about it, is kinda sad. There is no chart to determine ones level of contentment in their current situation verses that of others. Its all relative. I am perfectly “happy” with my life. I like my boyfriend, my career path, my three best friends. And, yet, there are instances where I wish I could say the things I know I can’t. Yell at the people that I wish would listen. And, overall, just be happier. It’s days like today where I miss my mom, dad, and dogs. Where I could tell my mom anything and she would listen. That’s what I seek, someone to vent to. My mom. Someone to vent to now. Happiness.