...it can't be that bad
went to the sheryl crow concert last night. this morning i'm thinking about that song. that lovely hedonistic song.
there exists an unfortunate disconnect between what makes me happy short term and what 'makes me happy' long term. lots of things make me happy short term. like a fling. or a mint oreo blizzard. or sparkling cocktails with my friends. new underwear. or that shopping buzz that lets me dance on air and fantastical visions of my newly acquired beauty and awesomeness that i swing around in the boutique bag with the swish of the new dress/product/pair of shoes. that then causes me to lie awake at night at my brokeness/drunkness/brokenheartedness. boo.
what makes someone happy long term? the Epic Ex always said that he didn't believe in long term 'happiness'. only joy. joy in faith, joy in Jesus, that kind of joy. happy is a personality thing, a circumstantial thing he thought.
i feel pretty giddy today. could be the buzz of an eventful weekend with people that i love. unexpected treats. spectacular weather. olympic swimming on TV (yum!). a calm week ahead.
none of those things sound too bad to me.
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