I have about five hundred pictures of dandelions because for some reason anytime I see one I have to take a few pictures before I can move on.  I have no idea why, maybe I am secretly hoping to find a tiny world full of tiny people.  Whatever the reason this is only the second or third one that I have ever posted since there are only so many ways a person can depict a certain object.  I took my cat out today and was very pleased to feel springlike weather, we are getting very close.  Of course I figure since I want it to be summer we will experience the longest winter in history and skip summer all together or the earth will get bumped back a few hundred thousand miles and we will be zapped into a constant ice age.  However it happens the direct result of me getting excited about something means it probably won’t happen at all.  Of course none of those things are going to occur (at least not yet), my exaggerations are just meant for dramatic effect but the underlying theme is very true, I’m cursed, maybe not in the literal spell or hex sense but in my own mind I am certain I am.  I have a very bad habit of being able to find something wrong with everything just so I don’t feel too happy because happiness brings relaxation which in turn ushers in complacency which then brings numerous distractions and the next thing I know the zombies attack, or global economic collapse occurs and I’m caught off guard just because I was happy it was 50 degrees outside! I just can’t justify getting exuberant over anything especially since there is so much sorrow and sadness in the world.  The minute I start feeling overly happy about something other people take for granted like warm weather, food, or a new phone I instantly think of the poor starving kids around the world or animals being slaughtered just for pleasure, to bring me back to reality.  Don’t get me wrong I still feel pleasure about certain things but I like to call it being content, because honest to God true happiness can’t really exist in a world like this, at least not yet.  This is my very own self made curse and I am not in anyway trying to sound arrogant or say that everyone should do this, I am just clarifying my own view of the world and how I choose to deal with it.  I am much happier as a person than I have ever been and I am also happy to say it has been a few months since I have been depressed as well, my soul and mind are content and that is good enough for me.  My personal belief is that when my soul and mind find true happiness my life will have meaning and isn’t that why we bother to breath and trudge through our daily lives anyway to find the meaning of life?

PEACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!