As my mom told me, happiness is not uninterrupted, but it expresses itself occasionally and for short times.
But what am I when I’m not happy?
The only two states that come to my mind now are:
Both have their own purpose.
– When I’m troubled, I always look for something and enter a creative/study zone.
– When I’m serene, I’m prone to rest and have a peaceful and transparent contemplation of the universe.
But what is the purpose of being happy?
When I’m happy, I have an explosion of trust, hope and faith. And everything I listen to, watch or read has a deep meaning. It is like I live in a universe tailored to me. And everything I do is a step toward the perfection of the universe.