I'm Happy! Or am I?

Being happy, in my case, is not a normal day-to-day occurrence. I have to exert extra effort to be able to laugh or giggle nowadays. It's a luxury I can no longer afford.

Sometimes, I can't even recall how it feels. But I guess this day is kinda special...I'm happy! Well, actually minutes ago I was so down that I was compelled to text Happy (my friend)...I guess her name is so infectious that it had me thinking...I should adopt it every now and then.

Why am I happy? I dunno. Or maybe I do know but I won't tell you. It's something that only me and my unstable self understand.

I found the long-lost Oinky pig that I thought I somehow threw away. I'm just glad that I found it. It's not just a stuffed animal sitting on the corner of my room...believe me...it's more than that. It reminds me of a lot of things...of my strengths, my weaknesses and of everything that comes in between.

I'm happy because my friend, Dana, will tie a knot soon and so is my good friend, Eah. I'm happy for them but more than that I'm just happy I'm not the one who's getting married. I dunno but I think I am starting to embrace reality...I'm starting to get the taste of single blessedness and I'm afraid I might like it.

I'm happy because I've been wanting to be happy. I like it. It keeps my feet on the ground...reminds me of my human side. You know how hard it is to be perceived by the many to be strong and independent? The sad thing about it is that they sometimes tend to see things from a superficial point of view that they often neglect the possibility that you're a person too...you get hurt too just like the rest. But it makes me feel happy when I am faced with a series of unnecessary heartaches and occasional melancholy. It slows me down. It makes me more in touch with my self...the one which is devoid of defenses...just me..the real me.
And oh...Rex Navarette had me laughing...so each time that I feel like I need a really good reason to laugh out really loud, I listen to this guy.