Isn't it great to be free from angst and sorrow? It's a great feeling to be able to say to yourself that you've finally got to a point that you're already content with what you currently have... for now. It's nice to have the feeling of finally being able to breathe as if it were for the first time. Yes, the happiness isn't that absolutely free from sadness, but at least the mud's already cleared out. I'll still remember the past, I know... I may even not be able to completely grow out of it, but why force it? if it will never mean anything to anyone besides yourself? I'll find you somehow, someday... We never know... I might just realize that I didn't need to look that far.

It's nice to be happy.