It's tempting to just give in to the happiness I've been in recently. Just enjoy smiling all the time and thinking about nothing in particular, and everything being fun and pleasant and not just content but actually happy. A state I used to think was unsustainable. Just give in and enjoy it.
But sometimes I remember when it wasn't like this and I had thoughts and feelings and they weren't all good but they existed. When I cared. When I was afraid or angsty or sad.
I've forgotten how to be sad.
How can you forget how to be sad? Sad is depth and loss and being not just alive, but human. Maybe. Maybe sad people just think they're deeper. I don't know.
But they do think more, and they at least believe that their thoughts are more meaningful.
I don't know when was the last time I had a thought that I considered meaningful.
But hey, you've attained a state of apparently sustainable happiness... maybe it's okay to be shallow. For a while, at least.
Eh. Stop thinking about it. First serious thought you've had in a while, not even sure it's all that serious, not thinking is more pleasant anyway. Go back to your fun. Enjoy it.