13 Days to the Election…

…and whichever party’s willing to reduce waiting times at hospitals will get my vote. Do everyone a favor and make sure they get your vote as well.

Yes, I have an interesting story to tell. Still have sticky things stuck all over my body. And as I pull them off, they hurt like hell. Maybe I’ll tell it later today after I get some sleep.

That and I wish I had a sexier bod. And tighter abs. Yup. Definitely.

Life is Short.

Haven’t been here in a while. Stupid job just sucks so much energy out of me that my muse doesn’t feel like sticking around when I get home. Anyways, I just found out that I actually do have an audience here. Guess I should frequent this place a little more in the future. We’ll see though. Guess it all depends on how much energy I have left when I get home.

So, le’ts get on to today’s preaching, shall we? 😛

Lately, I’ve been pondering what makes a person happy. I think I might have found an answer. Is it the answer? Who knows. But perhaps, it’s a theory that the scientist in me will try to investigate while I’m still around.

We all know that life is short. So we should live a rich and full life, right? Some people take that to say that they should cram as much as possible into every waking moment. While that makes sense on a logical level (and I’ve always been a logical person), does that really make a person happy? I mean, sure, everyone wants to know what it’s like to jump off an airplane, to climb the highest mountain, drink a lot, try drugs, etc, but does that stuff make you happy? And I’m not talking about the euphoria induced (or indeed drug induced), short lived happiness. But really happy?

Perhaps for some people, it’s the adventure or the rush that makes them happy. Can’t fault them for that, even if the empirical evidence shows that they may have a smile on their faces for most of the time. But what about at the end of the day? Are they still happy? Maybe. I wouldn’t know.

Here are the things I do know. Spending time with a loved one makes me feel ecstatic. I know that I get a good feeling whenever I help someone. I feel great when I’m able to share something with someone who is less fortunate. Whenever I see a blue sky and feel the wind rushing against my face, a smile always emerges on said face. I sleep rather well when I know that the stuff I did during the day was productive and (hopefully) made a difference. So what does that all mean?

Perhaps the trick to being happy in life is to simply have a happy life. Perhaps what constitutes a happy life is different for everyone else but I think having a happy life is better than trying to find ways to be happy in the moment because no matter how crappy your job is, no matter how unfortunate your situation is, no matter what life throws at you, no matter how many regrets you may still have (aside: anyone who says that they have no regrets in life is full of bull. Everyone has regrets; they just accept them and move on. That’s probably what they mean when they say that they have no regrets. But I digress…), at the end of the day, if you can honestly say to yourself “I did good today” then perhaps you can feel content in the fact that the time you spent on this planet might have been time well spent. And perhaps, that’s what real happiness feels like because when all is said and done, that’s all that really matters anyway.

But then again, what do I know? I suppose we’ll see.

’till next time…

P.S.: Go Flames Go! 😛