Second Thoughts on Happiness

The happenings around me hit me into pieces making happiness a foreign thing to my system. It's as if even my body's phagocytes are coming out of my physical body with a signboard on, reading "RAWRR, BACK OFF!", ready to engulf the happiness that's supposed to be coming my way.

These days, happiness is something I learned to doubt about.

At a little charms store in Chinatown.