And I feel fine

[doomsdisco]

[That's strange. You could've sworn you were alone, but you're getting that distinct tingling feeling that someone is nearby.

After a double take or two you finally spot the culprit: a little girl, looking up at you with a soft smile.]

If the world were to end in six days, what would you like to do?

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[mrlivingskull]

Not a happy place. I can tell ya that.

It's all the skies I seen since then that've been the good ones. All the people under 'em...all the sights, the sounds, the smells, th' tastes. Places an' critters an' plants, all that shit. Sure, I seen bad stuff too, nightmare stuff even, but it's made me who I am today. I'm glad fer most of it. Glad I was alive.

[He's already compromised his previous position just to say what he has, but despite the potential lack of wisdom in it, he can't help letting one more thing slip out...]

Glad I found out what bein' alive could feel like.

[doomsdisco]

I see.

It pains me to hear of past sorrow, but the way you see it is a wise one. Every experience has molded you, and there is no need to regret that.

I'm glad you were able to find your happiness.

[mrlivingskull]

[a shrug] Well now, it ain't as simple as all that. Not about to regret growin' an' learnin'...but that ain't t'say I don't regret what else came from me fuckin' up. I got off lucky, compared to how things coulda been, but still...

[Change direction.]

When y'get down to it, anyhow, to live is to sorrow, at least when yer human. Findin' happiness takes a lotta things, an' I think it's luck for the most part. Keepin' happiness takes more of the good stuff: smarts, strength, an' all that.

Some days, I'm happy. Some days I'm not. But I'm always movin'. I think that's what happiness is, fer me an' a lotta humanshapes. Everythin' moves, everythin' changes...without that, happiness would die out. It'd suffocate.

Because happiness needs to breathe just like a man, see? An' breathin' is changin'. Everything moves through change; it's like an Earth fish through water. Without water, fishie can't move. Can't swim, can't eat, can't live. Without change, humans can't be happy. Can't even really be alive, in my seein'.

[another shrug.]

I dunno. I dunno what the hell I'm goin' on about anymore.