-a virus. When you have it, you pass it to those around you.
-reading an excellent book while eating popcorn slathered in cock sauce and johnny’s salad elegance.
-not easily discovered in oneself, and not found at all elsewhere.
-not to be found on the summit; instead it is found on the journey.
-not having to commute.
-a practiced skill, like flag football.
-found in a good woman. Find a bad one and you become a philosopher.
-building a “nude art” photo collection.
-not to be found found by masturbating, but by sharing oneself with another.
-realizing you are almost fully in your prime, every door is open and the world begs for you to take it.
-disappearing whenever you please.
-a case of three buck chuck and six new crystal wine glasses.
-not the shitty art purchased from Ikea or putting together their damned tables.
-not in one night stands, but in real relationships. Unless you are the Black Rooster.
-pounding Fletcher in chess.
-useless. It can’t buy you money.
2 thoughts on “Happiness is…”
“Happiness is not be found by masturbating”….come on Joel…stop lying. I know even you don’t believe that.
Actually, he does. He’s spent his entire life doing it and we know he hasn’t yet found it.
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