I no longer want to be happy happy. I am happy being perpetually depressed. I do not believe in theory of thinking positive and being happy. Its proponents can go fuck their own arse, or do whatever they wish to do for keeping themselves happy, as long they do not bother me with their mind numbing senseless advice.


I am broke. My entire net worth has eroded. My portfolio is showing negative returns and my pay day is still a week away. If there is anything at all that will help me right now, its either some more capital infusion or an overnight recovery of the global markets. So Mr. Positive Thinking, if you really want to help, go do something to the markets or lend me some money. If you cant do either, the content in first para is just for you.

Today, one is not ruminating over the emotions that were invested in someone. Emotions, which in retrospect, seems could have been invested someplace better. But one is still happy about what one did. We are determined to carry only happy memories ahead. One has just too many unhappy ones in stock to add on to it.

One can think of no reason to be sad today. So one is happy.

And also a tad bit wiser than yesterday.