Happiness is not giddiness or some overly inflated sense of being. The purpose of life is to be happy by loving, giving, and forgiving. If you are happy with the journey you can give up the destination. It is not the presence of despair that ails you, but the absence of hope. Fewer the necessities, better your life will be. We can be friends if you want. But...But what? My stomach begins to plummet. Did I misread all of this? I want to kiss you again.
Warm Regards