âItâs okay if it takes you some time to find it again. And itâs okay if you find it just to lose a bit of it here and there. Thatâs the beauty of it, yeah? It comes and goes. Not every day is a happy one and it shouldnât be. Itâs in the trying, I think.â I clear the cobwebs out of my throat. âTrying to be happy?â âNo.â He shakes his head once. âThat doesnât work. Trying to be happy is likeâitâs like telling a flower to bloom.â He crosses his ankles and drags his palm against his stubble. âYou canât make yourself be happy. But you can be open to it. You can trust yourself enough to feel it when you stumble on it.â
B.K. Borison "In the Weeds" (I love Beckett!!)














