Pursuit
Ever have those moments when you just feel…right? One of those times when just for a few moments everything’s okay and you’re on top of it all? I like those, fleeting though they may be. I feel that life is all about struggle and pain, but it’s those little moments of happiness that really stick to you. For all intents and purposes, it’s a high and you get addicted real fast. It’s not one of those “destroy your life” kind of highs, no. It’s a “great to be alive” high. No ill effects, but you’re feeling real nice.
I guess that’s what they meant when those guys with their powdered wigs were jotting down stuff on how to govern this here country. “Pursuit of happiness” Yeah, it’s always a pursuit. Then again, nothing worth having in life ever comes easy. You have to work for it, go out grab it and wrestle it back. Something like that, anyway. If you’re given everything you lose the meaning. The meaning in what it is to earn something yourself. That’s probably the most important thing you can do.
I’m in college, pursuing some of my ambitions. Always with the pursuit. When I get out of here and into a good job, of which I’ll have to pursue. I’ll have to find me one of them lady friends…and as always, a pursuit is in order. Then again, maybe I’ll be the one being pursued. I don’t mind. A strong woman is often a good woman. Then comes that whole family business with its ups and downs. In the end, it’s probably worth it…I like to think so.
Yeah, life is about pursuit. Finding those things that make you think the world is alright, that everything really is worth all this trouble. Reaching out and grabbing what you want, and hanging on. Effort will pay off if you’re persistent enough.
At least, that’s how I see it.
~Zoo

