I often find myself pushing forward my happiness. Waiting for the weekend, for the end of a project, for the next day, for tonight, for when I lose a few more pounds, for when the house is finished, for when we go on vacation, for when… why? Why don’t we allow ourselves to feel happy now? This moment. And I don’t mean momentarily pleasures. True happiness, where the world smiles back at you. Why do we like to have something to look forward to? Is it the only way we can keep on going when hard times come? I am trying to stop waiting. There are always going to be new goals, new ideas, new desires, new projects. I remind myself that it’s meant to be all about the journey, not the destination, not the end goal, but it doesn’t come easy to me. If only I get this job, as soon as this thing is over, as soon as this thing arrives… I love planning and choosing new goals, perhaps that’s why I end up caught with waiting to achieve them, but with this logic, I will never be happy. I see it now, but how can I make sure I see it all the time? I wrote it down and will make sure I read it everyday, but I think it’s something I need to practice feeling, not just reading.