zenn bites...

contentment.

greg (haha) just told me that i'm "such a contented soul" (and that's priceless, according to him heh).

am i contented? hmmm...

easily contented, perhaps. i don't need lavish dinners, to be showered with gifts, constant attention or even someone to carry my bags for me.

i just need the simple little things - a text to show that you're thinking of me, a call, a sweet gesture, effort made.

it's the simple things that matter more to me. or perhaps they're not simple at all, just things that can't be pegged at a price.

i don't deny that i can be quite difficult. i can be bull-headed and utterly unreasonable when i think that i am right and i want my way to be *the* way. i can think too much and make a mountain out of a molehill, and wallow in sorrow in a hole all dug out by myself. i can take people's seemingly normal words, to mean more than they were meant to be.

*shrug* so i'm psycho.

my wise friend said, "the key to happiness is contentment. everyone wants to be happy, but no one likes to feel contented. coz then it will stop there."

true? i think so. so many people just keep wanting more and they don't stop to appreciate what they already have. "only more is enough". how sad is that? it may be a push towards a better life, but oh, what uncontented ones they will lead.

perhaps it is very silly of me to be over the moon over the littlest of things. it is scary sometimes, to be all smiley about some thing, coz you don't know whether you're just being a complete fool and taken for a ride. it's ridiculous to get all joyful, when the other person probably doesn't think anything of it at all.

but ah well, so what if i'm silly. at least i get to be happy. even if it may just be for that one short moment. *silly grin*