Happy? What's that?

Run run run. :) That's what I do. I enjoy running and it's become very important to me. I've had to take it easy the past two weeks but I think I'll be back up to speed in a week or so. I've also found some people who also share my love of running. This makes me happy and makes me feel like I'm not quite as insane as I thought. :)

If I had to think about it in general I am happy. The last three years of my life have been full of trials. It seems like in the past three years I've been fighting to be happy. I am happy but more often than not it's a conscious effort. Things are calming down in my life and now I don't know what to do with happy. I must say I don't make the best choices where something bad won’t happen (laughing) but I should be happy when it's appropriate.

Maybe I'm just gun shy. I look for the bad in everything because that's what has been happening for the past three years. Things go well, something horrible happens; it goes well something horrible happens. Heck for awhile there I didn’t get a "things go well" break.

Things have been going pretty well and it makes me nervous. I guess it will just take awhile for me to get use to an even keel again. I wonder how long that will take. I also wonder if anyone around me can put up with me while I settle back into normalcy. :-)