happiness

I feel like a fool sometimes... these are the times when i have cartloads of work,threatening to crumble me, and i go around finding reasons to be deliriously happy.Like say, holding a cup of coffee,smelling the intoxicating and familiar aroma.. and becoming happy.
Talking to some client from Puerto Rico ,and becoming happy since he is calling from mon' cher ricky martin's country.Or worst of all , having my cup of felicity flow over because my forgetful colleague brought back my headsets today ,meaning i might be able to listen to a little reggaeton at the end of the day .

But then, feeling like a fool is any day better than being miserable all day long... all life long.Lets face it,life won't ever be a bed of roses,so why not intersperse it with all happiness we can muster... even in situations where we know its infinitely difficult to cut through monotony e.g. office?(hope my boss never reads my blog).

I don't know who wrote this ,but i read it somewhere..
if you want to be happy,be

so now you know what i mean.