Happy, not happy

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THEY say happiness is a choice.

But what really is happiness? Could it be seen? Could it be felt?

Happiness comes in different kinds. It probably is intangible, or as for me, it could be something that is hidden somewhere beneath the deep blue sea — inside a chest that is meant to be found.

But really, what makes me happy? I don’t know. I’ve been away from my prime happiness for a month now. Can’t even see what they’re up to. Can’t even know if they’re still in good shape, but I hope they are.

Yeah, I miss my parents this much.

But putting my mind into determining what really makes me happy? I think it is when I finally learn what my passion is. The reason why I’m still here, still surviving the rollercoaster-kind of life.

What really is my calling, oh dear God?

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