Happiness is a rare emotion for many adults. And the reason for this isn't farfetched.
Life is hard. The daily grind to a living will rob you of joy. Especially when you're responsible for people. Which is basically every adult in our clime.
This, coupled with the state of the nation, the things we see and hear around us everyday, make for a rather difficult existence.
When I was younger, I was that happy-go-lucky kid. My constant carefree and devil-may-care attitude usually grated on my father's nerves. I on the other hand could never understand his brooding nature. He was the personification of 'deep'. He would complain about me never taking things seriously and I would wonder why he couldn't live a little. Then he would say when I get older, I will understand and I would yinmu at him. You can stop smirking now, dear daddy. You won.
These days, I have become the ruminative one. My moments of blithesomeness are few and far between. And so when they come, I revel in them and soak it up.
One of such moments happens during my excercise in the mornings. After the routine workout, I usually dance to music from my phone, standing in front of the mirror. I always imagine that I have an audience and being the unrepentant exhibitionist that I am, this spurs me on to wiggle and twerk what my mama gave me.
Find those little things that make you happy and indulge. With ulog you are a celebrity.