Ether

Happiness

We’re so dependent on cycles of life, it amazes me. It’s Thursday evening but it feels like weekend already. My receptors can sense the incoming alone time and their excitation levels are through the roof. I wish I had more control over it. I wish I could make myself feel like that on Mondays. I once read that true happiness depends on the resultant quality of ones’ thoughts as it is what we are left with at the end of the day. The rest is just a cover up. Sounds about right to me.