How many songs have been written over the years about happiness, versus songs about being unhappy have been written?

Yeah, I thought about that many, too.

Seriously, though, it seems to be this great human condition to seek out joy and happiness and oust misery. From childhood we are taught that happy is good, unhappy is bad and Santa won’t bring pressies to bad kids, so get your shit together and be happy, you ungrateful little shit. People, things “make” us happy, we are happy when we see our friends, play with our kids, eat a block of chocolate. (OK, we might not be too happy AFTER we eat the block of chocolate, but that’s a different issue). Naturally, we chose to do things that make us happy over things that make us unhappy - we’d usually rather go to a party than a funeral (unless we hate the recently-deceased’s guts, in which case its sort of like combining the two, innit…); we don’t usually eat things that taste vile and make you ill in place of things that are yummy and make you feel good. Good is another way of saying happy - it’s good to be happy. And out in the Real World, every one says “good morning” to each other, not “miserable day". You never hear the checkout operator say “go and fall over in the carpark and break your leg you silly old bat"; oh no, it’s always “have a nice day". Nice is good, so it’s also happy, if you get my drift. We enjoy being happy - to be happy is a joy.

And I think this is a good thing.

So, anyway, when one of those days comes along, you know the bad-hair-pimply-skin-Im-fat-fuck-off-and-leave-me-alone days, you just know that bed is a good place to be, with nice comfy pillows, cuddly blankets, a good book or 3 and a huge bar of chocolate to make the whole world go away. The trouble is, sometimes every day is like that… what do you do then?

After all, there is only so much chocolate you can bring home in a week.

I’ve enjoyed wasting your time :-)

Have you enjoyed being wasted?