“Count No Man Happy Until He Is Dead”
Happiness sometimes seems to be the most elusive part of our lives. It always seems as though it’s just out of reach and when we do achieve it, it proves to be all too fleeting and short-lived.
We like to think that continual happiness is something we can actually realize; who wouldn’t like to live life in perpetual bliss and joy, wandering around every day with a goofy smile on your face?
But the reality is that happiness is occasional. It’s an accumulation of moments rather than a constant… and that’s part of what makes it so valuable. If it were a persistent state, we wouldn’t be able to appreciate it; we would soon learn to tune it out. It’s part of the human condition – we’re extremely good at acclimating to anything. Once something becomes a part of the background radiation of our lives, we start to not notice it.
And it’s a good thing, too. If we lived in constant joy, we’d never have any motivation to strive or achieve. We’d stagnate and whither away. There’s a reason why the pursuit of happiness is enshrined in the Declaration of Independence as an inalienable right.
It’s just a shame that we’re so damn bad at actually finding it.
More often than not, we just don’t know how to be happy. Instead we make ourselves miserable and let happiness occur seemingly at random.
So we have to learn how to be happy.