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The dictionary states that 'Happiness results from the possession or attainment of what one considers good.' Whether this is true or not to most people I could never be sure but I have a hard time believing it. Happiness is not a label you can put on someone and tell them they feel it, it comes from within yourself and in the bleakest moments and most depressing times happiness can still shine through, in Baghdad behind the destruction and mindless violence a child can smile and their small token of happiness can shine as hope for the future. When you feel it not a single thing compares, because where excitement and lust fall short, happiness can last for eternity. Thats if you let it of course. It would be astonishingly ambitious to assume that you could be happy all your life, but that's not what it's about, it wouldn't be there if it weren't for the bad times because it would be no different to every other day. It is about not taking it for granted and realising that the world isn't all that bad. It is opening your eyes and seeing that happiness peeks from behind every corner. Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind sounds oh so appealing but to me to take away the sad memories is to also erase the happy. Bereavement or a broken heart the worst of all emotions could never be there without the happiness which proceeded them. The world wants to tell you all the bad news and forget the good, you just have to remember that happiness is only a stones throw away. My happiness is incoherent and inexperienced but nothing is ever as straight forward as we'd like it to be.