How come the things that make you happy don’t make everyone happy?
Wouldn’t we be a little boring, if we all liked the same things. I mean, everything would be the same.
And if everything was the same, we wouldn’t have the things we didn’t like to complain about.
Or the people who like them.
And if everything was the same, would we really like it?
Would we like anything?
Most people I know in person think that I am pretty odd. I like geeky things. I play video games. I watch all kinds of strange movies. I could care less what point buck someone has on their wall. In fact, if I walk into your house and see that, I’m probably making fun of you in my head. Don’t think wrong of me. I had an over obsessive hunter ex. So obsessive when we accidentally got pregnant he was mad at me because I was due in the middle of one of his many hunting seasons. As if he didn’t hunt when it wasn’t a season anyway.
What? Oh sorry. Yeah. Happiness.
Happiness is sitting on a front porch swing, during a thunderstorm, with my boys. Because that is what I grew up doing with my Pappy.
What do you think?
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