Happiness

Happiness can mean a lot of different things. Where one person would define happiness as having huge houses on every coast and the most expensive cars, another person might define happiness as living off of the land and having a huge family. Some of us know exactly what it is that makes us happy, and some of us are just trying to figure that out. I fall under the category in which we are still trying to figure out all the things that make us happy. I’m sure of a few things: my beautiful family, my crazy and rambunctious dog, music, travelling. But there are other aspects of my life, such as work and school, which only make me happy because I’m aware of the long-term implications of them. Working makes it so that I can have money to do things, thus resulting in the freedom that I so avidly crave. School makes it so that I have something to work towards, a certain future, and while going to school doesn’t necessarily make me the happiest person in the world, it does make me happy knowing that it’ll all be worth it one day. The things that make us happy are always subject to change though. What makes us happy one week might not make us happy the following week.