Sitting here in Queens
Eating refried beans
We’re in all the magazines
Gulpin’ down thorazines–the Ramones/We’re A Happy Family
On Twitter I see multiple links every day to articles that give you “secrets” to being happy. I tend to think that reading about it won’t make it happen, but maybe I’m wrong about that. I also tend to thing there’s not even a secret, just some stuff that we all know. Stuff like making the best of things. Getting enough sleep. Having good friends.
Know what, though? Sometimes it isn’t easy, but it’s never complicated.
Reminding us about it doesn’t hurt, I suppose, except that some people really buy into the idea that there’s a secret. If they just read the right article, it will happen!
Worrying about it? Definitely won’t make it happen. Much as the song annoys the crap out of me, it’s still right.
Stupid Bobby McFerrin anyway.
I’m going to go and recline upon the sofa dramatically now.
À propos of nothing in particular…
Reclining upon the sofa is just one of the many things that make me happy.