All you ever wanted to know about the pursuit of Happiness (but were afraid to ask)
If you ever thought life and the search for happiness was a
linear quest that begins at birth and ends at death, with ups and downs, bumps
and holes, treasures and falls on the way, boy, were you wrong!
Life is a circle, a running track, and you keep running and
doing laps, just changing faces and characters, but doing the same mistakes all
over again, many times over.
It looks something like this: You’re single. You meet
someone. Something in your head goes like “yep!” You talk. You sit in bar. You
drink. You laugh. You agree on many things. You talk about your past. You
listen about her past. She says something that clicks. You say something that
clicks. You laugh. You walk her home. You kiss. You phone. You agree that you
had many things that clicked. You meet again. You sit in a bar. You talk. She
says something that clicks again. So you kiss her again. You walk her home and go up to
her place. You wake up in the morning. You’re happy. You go out to get
breakfast. Everything‘s strange and exciting. You start thinking that this lap
could be different from all the previous ones. Sadly, you’ve just run past the first curve. You
meet her friends. They tell her they like you. You tell her you like them too even
though they said things you really didn't like. She meets your friends. They tell you they like her. She says she like them
too even though they said things she really didn't like. You say something that
doesn’t click. She says something that doesn't click. You fight. You forgive. You’re running past the second curve and
move in together. You shop. You eat. You sleep. You still go out to get
breakfast in the morning. You don’t find everything strange and exciting. She goes
out. You go out. She comes back and says something horrible. You
say something even worse. She yells at you. You yell at her.
She forgives you. You forgive her. You kiss and run past the third curve. You
come home very late. She comes home even later. You yell at her. She yells at
you. You don’t forgive her. She doesn’t forgive you. You sleep. You fight. You
wonder. You can’t remember that thing that went like “yep!” in your head. She
says a lot of things that don’t click anymore, many times, everyday. You say a lot of things that don’t
click anymore, many times, everyday. You don’t kiss. You don’t forgive. You shop. You eat. You sleep. You work.
You pass the final curve and get into
your final sprint. You go home. Something inside your head goes like, “nah!”
You break-up. You meet your friends. You’re alone. You work. You’re alone. You
shop. You’re alone. You eat. You’re alone. You sleep. You’re alone. You
suffer. You drink too much one night. You text her and then you phone her. You fight over the phone.
She tells you she hates you. You hang up! You hate her too! Wait? You’re about
to cross the finish line and go for another round. Maybe you stop to breathe, drink some water, rest your legs, but soon enough, you're off again, on a slow trot at first. You meet your friends. You laugh again. You feel better. You follow them into a new bar. Damn, you’re single. But you don't feel alone anymore. You turn around, you see someone and something in your head goes like “yep!”
The interesting thing, though, is that while you keep
running in circle, you get brief chances at making minimal changes to the
experience. And maybe one glorious day, you could run that perfect lap.
At least I hope
so.
Comments
Post a Comment