I don’t really think about happiness much, and it doesn’t feel like happiness is a big motivator in my life. But I’m sitting in Panera writing a class paper and look out the window at the falling snow. I smile, and realize that this is one of the few external things I can think of that really does this. Usually I’m happy when I solve a problem or have some revelation about something that’s been puzzling me. But this is different. Falling snow makes me happy.
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Sunday, 07/03/04 at 13:45:09
That’s nice. :)
Sunday, 07/03/04 at 13:47:26
And I don’t mean that in a patronizing way, I mean it in a “I agree with you and I’m glad you posted about it” sort of way. It is heartwarming to hear about simple happinesses.
Monday, 07/03/05 at 21:44:43
I sooooooooo agree. That last snow we had, with the big fluffy flakes swirly-ing around and around until finally landing was just beautiful.
I like falling snow too.
And then I like the sun to come out a shine on it and make it sparkly, and the trees to be dark and drippy, and the sky to be bright blue and a hazy ring around the sun…
Tuesday, 07/03/13 at 15:15:58
I’m like that as well. I love seeing snow fall.
Unfortunately that only happens one every year or two here in Seattle. :-\
Wednesday, 07/03/14 at 09:33:51
Yeah, but it’s not that far for you to drive to the snow. : )