I’ve been surrounded by such a fair lot of negativity that I hate to say this, but I’ve gotten infected. And I began to miss feeling genuinely contented with life and happy. I started comparing myself to others: skills, salary, outward appearance, talents… yea silly I know. My only defense is that it’s just so human to do that.
What makes me happy? Simple little things. Milo, hot or cold. Ribena. Apple juice. Salmon sashimi. Ramen. Warm baths. Soaking in the pool. Tea with friends. Almost anything turqoise / seafoam blue / eggshell blue. Playing with children. Reading. Watching “thinking” TV dramas like NCIS, CSI, Law & Order. Tinkering on the piano. Singing. Cooking. Sleeping. Smelling the rain. Vegetables that still taste like vegetables.
That’s quite a lot of things, and I’m sure I haven’t even exhausted the list. So here’s what I’m going to do: i am going to look for something that makes me happy, the silver lining in every dark cloud. Call this my happiness project.