On Being Happy

There are people that say that depression is a choice.

Maybe it is.

They say that joy is a fucking inside job.

Maybe they're right.

Maybe I am just a glass half empty guy.

or

Maybe reality really does blow.

Maybe the depressed aren't depressed.

Maybe they just have a better handle on reality than the rest of us.

Maybe the glass isn't half full or half empty.

Maybe the glass just has a lot of really shitty water in it.

Cheers Asshole.