My Biology professor used to joke that because our bodies demand energy to keep on keepin’ on, all we are truly doing in life is searching for calories. He would jest that people go to school to get an education to find a good job to make a lot of money to buy a good house to find security to finally produce a better life for their successors, et cetera, et cetera; but at the end of the day, all we’re really doing is chasing calories.
Sure, our bodies need energy to live. But I think we’re after more than that; I think that what we’re all truly chasing is ‘happy.’ The feeling you get when you’re reunited with an old friend. The feeling you get when the sun is shining and the birds are chirping and you don’t have a care in the world. The feeling you get when life is going your way and you’re exuberant and beaming and just want to hug the whole world. Happy. (At least, that’s happy for me.) Whatever ‘happy’ is for you, doesn’t life look better with it? I think at the end of the day, life is about chasing happy. This is the tale of my journey—running, skipping, hopping after the feeling that makes life worth it. This is me, chasing happy.