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Happiness

  • The Writer
  • Jan 18
  • 1 min read

Happiness


That word. More fleeting than the relationships we make and lose. I stood outside for more than an hour. I’m in the cold, warmer than most, I am not shivering. She made me shiver though. If you frequent this vacuous blog, you know who she is. If not, maybe I am writing about you.


I went to a play tonight. A very small venue with a small budget. They optimized art. I enjoyed watching the actors' happiness, even more than their performance. It was actually good, their production. Surprising to me. I expected to be disappointed since that is the existence of us humans. It was well done, this play. Their smiles made me forget how much I hate everything. Becoming lost in a story, yes a retold one, but it was an incredible pleasure. To be invited, to be welcomed, to shake every hand whilst expressing genuine joy for what was witnessed. I cannot understand how they operate. It is entertaining to witness. They deserve all the attention. I have written this multiple times, Chico gives and Chico takes. Chico gave tonight. I watched a play next to a venue that just killed a man. Yet I was relaxed. Guess that explains how good the play was. Hope you are all well, or at least as good as you can be.


 
 
 

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