Sometime back I used to wonder what is it like to be content?
We can never be content. We can never be satisfied. But I feel the satiated state can be achieved by a little self-analysis and self-observation.
What are we constantly chasing?
Who are we constantly pleasing?
Well I cant not chase or please… its natural… but I think happiness begins when we start accepting our failures, our stupidity, our shortcomings.
I cant say I’m content. But yeah…Im happy with the way things are… for now…
My family is intrusive but caring lol and
I’m slowly realizing the value and non-value of friendships.
Sometimes I frown and wonder… what!? No worry? Why??!!!
Like in Roald Dahl’s book “ The problem is, there is no problem.”
Heheh.. Im really like that… so I’ve learnt to take things slowly and as they come. Enjoy the sad and bad moments. Cherish the giggles and silly conversations. And live in the good ones :)
Being content and satisfied may last only a day or two or maybe more…I guess it really depends on you…