Bonheur

what is the requirement for happiness? or is there not one?

with so many physical problems lately (as compared to my past self) it seems happiness for me is just feeling good, feeling like i'm functioning properly. i hate for my mind to be consumed with problems of my flesh (seems like Jesus had similar reflections). like an old person with a young mind inside an aged body, which is fading and dying, we can't help but surrender to our mortal incapacities. and yet, mind over matter is how i've lived for so long. now, i'm hoping, post-surgery, that i can be completely redeemed of these worries and live life a bit more easily! i just can't help feeling guilty for wanting to be stress-free. i don't guess life really is supposed to be that way. maybe that's why the french translation for happiness is "Good Hour," because happiness isn't necessarily a permanent period. its a lucky or fortunate moment you come upon that must be savoured.

i'll relish in knowing i've been beer-free for over a week now! praise the Lord.