Everyday is beautiful

Sometimes I may feel depressed, for some reasons important or not. I am easily disturbed by such little small things. When I am become agitated, I try to ask myself: what for?

Yes , some uncomfortable feelings just come form nowhere. Then, why we are irascible every now and then? I suppose that there is a certain dissatisfaction beneath our heart. Something we have not accomplished. Surly, there is a lot I have desire and not achieved yet. For instance, love, friendship, recognition, or just a piece of pretty clothes I haven’t got. Every time I got uneasy about a imperfect self, I have to pause and think twice. Dose it necessary or important to obtain such things? If my sense answers yes, I will spare no efforts to get it. If it tells not, I may delete the desire and continue to pursue what is I really want.

Desire, is described as the original sin. But without it, we can not live. I once asked myself, what I had lived for.  While Bertrand Russell has three passions,I just got one believe that I could be better tomorrow. Supported by such faith I have went through so many difficulties to become who I am. Maybe we are so lucky as to free from dreadful pains and sufferings that we could not appreciate every beautiful days God present to us. I have so many to be treasured, our loved ones, friends, and everything we own. Why not be cheerful and see the beautiful days?