Sunday, April 27, 2008

Happiness Pump

Centered. Touching the core. Endorphins rushing, climactic.

What primes this pump, that cool draught drawn from the depths and gushing in a burst of joy? The handle raised and lowered to extrude pure happiness is not levered against a single sweet spot. It is pressed against many fulcrums: the softening of the facial muscles; the upward turn of the corners of the mouth; that momentary retraction somewhere near the heart; the relaxing of the eyes upon the distant horizon.

Can we not choose to be happy?

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