I must stop searching for happiness in everybody else's eyes, in their palms, or pockets. I need to stop waiting for summer to come, for fall, winter, and then spring. Because life is more than waiting for the days to pass until my next birthday, until we'll meet, until happily-forever-after. Life is now. Happiness is this very moment, so close within my reach. And all I have to do is claim it, because it's waiting for me to allow it to fill every crevice.