The more complicated one's life becomes, the more excited small doses of happiness can make them. (side note: when it all boils down, it depends on your disposition if you are going to let the small stuff matter or not) This makes sense to me...when your stress level is keeping you up at night, you'll take anything you can get to be happy about.
I feel as if I am a gerbil running on its spinning wheel and I can't get off. I want to, I'm tired of running but the damn thing is going so fast. Momentum is all that is keeping me going.
Man, I'm tired.