Saturday, February 6, 2010

A Little Background On Myself.

This post right here will be the rough equivalent of a third grader's about me.

I have lived all of my 15 years in a small, affluent community in the San Francisco Bay Area. I love it here, frankly. It's beautiful, I'm close but not too close to urban areas (I'm a city-boy at heart), and there is an extremely positive atmosphere regarding possibilities and discovering yourself. I cannot imagine another place where one is encouraged to do what they want other than here.

This blog's main purpose is for me to record my thoughts and organize them, while sharing them with others at the same time. My friend recently started a blog of his own, and I felt that it would suit me perfectly to also create one. I am a person who doesn't share much in my day-to-day life, and I feel that I can be a bit more open on here. I plan to upload small essays on my philosophies based on personal experience, opinions on current events, and maybe a bit of poetry.

Hopefully all two of you who have fortunately (or unfortunately, but hopefully the former) stumbled upon my blog will enjoy yourselves and that my philosophies will provide some food for thought for you.

Chasing happiness?

In the words of one of my most-respected artists, Eminem, "This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold onto it cause you may never get it again." I find this to be totally and undeniably true, and that humans, in their quest for happiness, look high and low for it, forgetting to enjoy the journey. Furthermore, when one finally achieves or finds this happiness, they don't truly realize how great it is until it's gone.

I, for one, certainly have this problem. I am never in the moment when I am happy, and never take the time while in that state of ecstasy to indulge in it. An example of this is when I am on a vacation in an exotic country; while there, all I can seem to think about is how hot it is, or how I'm jetlagged. It is not until I get home that I realize how great of an experience it was, and that I did not derive the full amount of pleasure or knowledge from the experience that I indeed should have.

So, let me know what you think about this. Is happiness meant to be looked back upon? Is it meant to be chased? Or should one let it come to them? Thanks to all for dropping in.