Happy Happy Joy Joy
A couple of weeks ago, I was at the movie theatre watching The Game Plan (Good movie, by the way) when I noticed a certain gentlemen in the front row thoroughly enjoying the ‘Elvis-ness’ of the intro into the movie. Specifically, Elvis Presley’s ‘Rubberneckin‘. I mean the kind of enjoying where his right hand was waving throughout the entire song length. Naturally, I started drawing some conclusions as to his mental health, but that’s as far as I want to talk about it.
What struck me the most, is how happy said person was. As if, he had no worry in the world. Just , plain simple happiness.
Another week later, on the way to class, I observed a bunch of teenagers just being silly in the car they were driving, begging truckers to honk horns and giggling endlessly when they complied. Crazy? Yeah, but they’re happy.
The more I think about it, the more I reserve judgement when it comes to the insane, crazy things that people do. If you’re not happy doing what you do, why bother doing it?