My happiness is phased. Temporary nothing genuinely granting me true happiness. Nothing filing my now hallow walls with substance to sustain me. Nothing yet, doesn’t mean nothings to come. As I journey to ‘happiness’ I realize that means fulfilling my own wants, needs & even sometimes questionable desires. So what is my happiness now? … happiness to me now is this idea, this sort of euphoria I only dream I may one day acquire. This euphoria I imagine, is a place where no one that now circles around me is. A place I imagine that will have me lonely but not yet feeling alone. This is what I imagine will be my HAPPINESS.