The broke think money is happiness.
The overworked think rest is happiness.
The lonely think love is happiness.
The sick think just staying alive is happiness.
Everyone is chasing something they don’t have.
But here’s the uncomfortable truth:
Even when you get it…
the feeling doesn’t last.
Because happiness is not what happens. It’s how you see what happens.
It’s how you see the thing.
Same life.
Different lens.
Some people say Singapore is stressful.
Some people say,
“Actually… not bad already.”
So what is happiness?
Not Bali.
Not a better job.
Not a different life.
It’s learning how to feel okay
with what you already have.
If this hits you, I wrote something for you:
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