Listening to some 80's ItaloDisco. Reminds me of the only happy time
I've ever had...3 weeks in the Philippines during the revolution when I
apparently was in an alternate universe in which I thought the person I
was going to marry actually felt the same way. I was generally happy
for 3 weeks out of over a half century, even though it turned out to be
illusory.
Not to discount happiness, but it's a decision, no matter
what fuels it. You can decide to or not to be happy. If you do, hold on
to it as long as you can, and conjure up that memory with a song you
listened to. It sure is better than drowning in a bottle of Jim
Beam...and cheaper.
Also, just FYI, if you do find that romance that I
believe only exists in the movies, hang on to it for dear life.
Be cool, be nobody's fool; and don't dismiss the bliss.
QM
