About A Want Fulfilled

For some reason, I find myself thinking back to a conversation I had with my ex-boss last year. The lot of us were lounging around 1 of the pavillions at Villa Bali during The Short One's farewell drinks, and The Ex-Boss started quizzing us on what we wanted in life.

Usually, I loathe these sort of rhetorical questions. Trying to figure out "what makes me wake up in the morning" or "what I think my purpose in life is" gives me nothing but a migraine.

Which is why I was surprised to find that, this time, I had a ready answer... I wanted to be happy. Not just content. Not just mildly satisfied. But deep down in the gut happy. I wanted to smile when I woke up in the morning. I wanted to smile as I drifted off to sleep at night. And it saddened me that I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt that way.

I sometimes find it scary how much things have changed a mere 8 months later, at how good life's become... Especially since I did nothing more than ask a friend to watch a movie with me. He agreed, asked 1 of his friends along and the rest, as they say, was history.

To The Stiletto - I can still remember how life was before we met. I can probably go back to living that way pretty easily. Hell, knowing me, I'll probably even be relatively satisfied with that life. But I'm hoping that I won't have to... Because spending the past 3 months with you has made me happier than I ever thought I'd be. And as scared as I might get from time to time, I won't chicken out if you don't - I promise. Happy anniversary baby. :)