happiness is a shared bag of Oreos with cold milk near at hand
unhappiness is trying to fit in with people you don’t like
happiness is Bonnie Raidt, singing that song about the midway
unhappiness is worrying about getting old
happiness is knees touching under the table
with a good glass of wine on the table
unhappiness is a rainy day without spaghetti and warm bread
happiness is liking what’s going on in your head
unhappiness is like a breeze that just needs to blow
every once in while, so that you can sense happiness is just behind it
no matter how good life gets
I always want to reserve the right to whine and
cry some bitter tears
every so often
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