Happiness is a Butterfly

 

“Have you ever noticed children running around in grass fields, trying to catch butterflies?” she asked. “I always thought there were so many butterflies, much more than the number of children, yet everyone struggled to catch one. It makes sense to search among the flying butterflies, right? Right?”

She paused.

“How did we know there are more butterflies flying around than those that aren’t? Which ones are much easier to catch? Have we searched the grass? We always focus on the sky.” She looked down.

“We all think happiness is out there, right? We haven’t done great things yet, right? It is among the people we aspire to be, right? Among those we aspire to be with, right? Right?

“Happiness is a butterfly. I am not sure if it’s flying.”

 

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