The Path to Happiness

The key to happiness

Is a bad memory

Or, so they say

Memories haunt us-

In a tragic, but sometimes

Serene way

We expect more

More to come

More to acquire

We live in the present-

And we hate it.

We wrath over the daily activities of life

Monday, again?

How long until Friday?

Hump-day- is it the weekend yet?

We bask in the past-

Seeing it as better and as more

Than it truly is

We see hope for the future

Longing for better days

Imagining what is to come

The future forces us to pretend

We will be optimistic

We will be happy

The past can make us feel-

Everything

Sadness, helplessness, gratitude, happiness

The present reminds us of

All the things we must do-

So that, we too can find what we want

What do we want?

That is the question, right?

Our deepest desires are concealed; kept in secret.

We hide our plans

Hopes and dreams

Terrified of failure

But more terrified of

People knowing your failures

For, they will be disappointed in you

We create standards for ourselves

Some we can live up to

Some we will never

We expect more than we can

Give or get

Thinking it will lead to happiness

We follow a path

A journey.

Wishing to come out happy on the other side

If we do,

It will all be worthwhile.

The blood; sweat; and tears that found us at this point

Or so we hear

Or so we see

Or so we’ve learned

The key to happiness,

Is not what we tend to believe

But it is the mundane, the unexpected and the little things

It is appreciating the beauty of a warm summer day

Laying in a field of sunflowers

Staring up at the blue sky; and feeling the warmth of the sum