I think that’s a Mary Poppins line. I can’t seem to remember where I heard that one, but the message is very simple. You can be happy if you want to be. On most occasions, I’d say it is a loser’s line. Not today. Well, going back to it, I kinda thought of reverse engineering the things that has happened to me the past few years. When something good happens (by good, meaning something I wanted) I feel happy. And when something does not turnout the way I want it do be, I feel depressed. Now I realize that the main reason why you feel down is because you want to. I mean, the worse things could happen, but I can feel fine if I wanted to. It sounds stupid. Why would I feel stupid if my 7-year old pet dog got hit by a car and is now dead? Why not? I could mourn all day or all week for it, but the bottom line is, it wouldn’t help. Right now, I seem to have a better perspective in life. I think that everything happens for a reason, and only God knows what it is.
There are hell so many reasons why you should not feel depressed about anything. One, if you feel bad right now, think about all the people who are starving to death in South Africa. I am quite sure they feel much worse. Two, there’s basically nothing you can do about it. Just get over it and move on. Three, life is much too short to waste over something that happened in just a day or so. Whatever it is that’s bugging you right now, it’s not worth sticking your nose on for long. And think about your friends. Because if they are true friends, they’d stand by you through the pits and bumps (or ditches, hell I don’t even know how to construct a decent metaphor) in life. My friends are a treasure to me. Their presence alone tells me that life is always worth living. Life is always beautiful.