Sometimes when I look at the outspoken people, the ones who like to laugh and shout and cry, I would envy them, and I would wish that I too could be like them. It would appear that these people enjoyed life but I think that true happiness is not a loud feeling, a something that has to be shown to the world, but is instead a quiet feeling like sleeping comfortably in the afternoon after a night of slow but steady work. “The pursuit of happiness” was the motto of an ancient civilization, long forgotten, but it is an apt one for our present time. Though we might think that happiness is found in difficult places, it is always in front of us. You can see it every time you walk home, or to school, or to a neighbor’s house. Neither the euphoric rush of success nor the cathartic cleansing of despair are adequate substitutes. Some people fight to make tomorrow a better day, and I tip my cap to them, but I fight to make tomorrow to be like today.

—Anna

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