The Truth about Happy People
By Antonios Maltezos
Being miserable is like having a headache. You can’t remember not ever having a headache while you’re having a headache. Being miserable is dangerous… for you, and for whoever may be within your reach. It’s a bad, bad, thing: being miserable (your misery). It hangs over your head like a bad case of the head lice.
Being happy is like having your over easy eggs, over easy. It’s the first two beers. It’s a title fight. It’s your team on a winning streak. It’s a clean car, a haircut, a loving smile when you’re trying to be funny. It’s the tulip shoots, or the first bugs rising from the dirty pool water after a long, cold winter, frozen into the folds of the liner.
Being miserable… you’re likely to jerk that steering wheel, coming within an inch of hurting someone. It doesn’t matter that you’re just two blocks from home. You never can tell when it’ll grip you; though you should know from the morning, the instant you open your eyes, if it’ll be a miserable day, or happy one. Blame the pillow if it’s the former, put some jelly on your toast, skip the paper -- climb back into bed, if you must. Fight it!
Because being happy means never having to say you’re sorry. It’s what the month of love was all about. There were days you hurried out of bed, poured your partner’s coffee first, a smile on your face as you waited patiently for a sign, a thumbs up. You kept yourself from crossing the line, most days. And if you did falter, crawling out of bed the next day was like shedding your skin, because being a miserable person is a bad, bad, thing, as bad as being happy is good, and productive, and affirming, and confidence building. Make every effort to have this unpredictable month of March be your happy month. The lovelies, April and May, will take care of themselves… and you!
Have a good one!.
Being miserable is like having a headache. You can’t remember not ever having a headache while you’re having a headache. Being miserable is dangerous… for you, and for whoever may be within your reach. It’s a bad, bad, thing: being miserable (your misery). It hangs over your head like a bad case of the head lice.
Being happy is like having your over easy eggs, over easy. It’s the first two beers. It’s a title fight. It’s your team on a winning streak. It’s a clean car, a haircut, a loving smile when you’re trying to be funny. It’s the tulip shoots, or the first bugs rising from the dirty pool water after a long, cold winter, frozen into the folds of the liner.
Being miserable… you’re likely to jerk that steering wheel, coming within an inch of hurting someone. It doesn’t matter that you’re just two blocks from home. You never can tell when it’ll grip you; though you should know from the morning, the instant you open your eyes, if it’ll be a miserable day, or happy one. Blame the pillow if it’s the former, put some jelly on your toast, skip the paper -- climb back into bed, if you must. Fight it!
Because being happy means never having to say you’re sorry. It’s what the month of love was all about. There were days you hurried out of bed, poured your partner’s coffee first, a smile on your face as you waited patiently for a sign, a thumbs up. You kept yourself from crossing the line, most days. And if you did falter, crawling out of bed the next day was like shedding your skin, because being a miserable person is a bad, bad, thing, as bad as being happy is good, and productive, and affirming, and confidence building. Make every effort to have this unpredictable month of March be your happy month. The lovelies, April and May, will take care of themselves… and you!
Have a good one!.
posted by Antonios Maltezos | 7:24 am
6 Comments:
Awesome pub Tony. Here's to happiness your way in March.
You're so right about the need to make a conscious decision to be a happy rather than a miserable person if you don't want to be friendless. It's exhausting to be around gloomy folks. Thanks, Tony. I enjoyed this.
This post makes me happy, Tony. Good one, thanks. I needed that :)
It's true. Think positive and the positive happens. (Great story, too, A.M.)
awww, this made me smile, thanks Tony, no misery in March!!!
I'm always happy. So much so that it pisses people off! Ah, the irony. Great post.
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