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Happiness.

It’s such a simple word. Such a freakin’ simple word. So why on earth is it the hardest thing to maintain in the screwed up world?

I don’t write this post in anger or frustration, but I write it merely confusion. What I once thought was a happy moment for me has suddenly changed. Now, I have no idea what to do to make myself happy.

That’s not to say I am unhappy. By no means do I “hate” my life. It is just that I am content. I am comfortable. I, honestly, feel nothing.

Being comfortable is not in my job description.

I need to do something!

I hate routines. I hate sameness. 

I hate sitting here waiting for something exciting to happen. 

So now you are probably wondering what Bible verse goes along with this post? I’m searching for it. There are a lot, obviously, that I could chose from, I just haven’t found one I feel is powerful enough. 

I’ll get back to you on that.