“LIFE, LIBERTY, AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS.”

BUT WHAT IS HAPPINESS? AND I’M NOT TRYING TO GET THEORETICAL OR EXISTENTIAL OR ANY OTHER THING ENDING IN “AL” BUT WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER TO BE HAPPINESS? IS IT FRIENDS? FAMILY? NATURE? MUSIC? I GUESS A BETTER WAY TO ASK IS “WHATS YOUR VIBE?”

FOR ME IT’S WAKING UP TO A RAINY SUNDAY. THE STRONG SMELL OF PINE TREES PUNCHING THE SUBTLE SMELL OF THE OCEAN BREEZE IN MAINE. THE SOUND OF A CAMPFIRE CRACKLING IN SYMPHONY WITH THE CRICKETS. THE SMELL OF FRESHLY BAKED BREAD WHEN I COME HOME. THE LATE NIGHT TALKS WITH FRIENDS IN THOSE PLASTIC WHITE LAWN CHAIRS, TALKING ABOIT NOTHING BUT ALSO EVERYTHING. SOFT PIANO WASHING AWAY THE CHAOS OF NORMAL LIFE. INTENSE SMELLS AND SONGS AND SIGHTS AND FEELINGS, TO BE WASHED OFF AT THE END OF THE DAY WITH MUSIC AND SMELLS AND FEELINGS SOFT AS COTTON.

SO I’LL ASK AGAIN, WHAT IS HAPPINESS FOR YOU?