Ask most people what they want out of life and the answer is simple. To be happy. Maybe it’s this expectation though, of wanting to be happy that just keeps us from ever getting there. Maybe the more we try to will ourselves to state of bliss, the more confused we get. To the point we don’t recognize ourselves. Instead, we keep smiling. Trying to be the happy people we were until eventually it hits us. It’s been there all along. Not in the dreams or hopes. But in the known, the comfortable & the familiar.