Curious, when was the last time you felt truly happy, and why?
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You know, this is a really hard question to answer. I'd have to say the most recent time was when my son sat with me on my bed while watching the movie 'Clue'. He normally doesn't sit through an entire movie without fidgeting, talking, or trying to climb on me like a crazed spider monkey. So, I'd have to say that bonding moment was pure perfection.
Other times is when I watch a movie or show and a scene comes on that truly is tear-jerking happy. Though it is fictional in nature it exerts a real emotional response. A sympathetic kind of happiness.
Also, when I wake up early enough in the morning that nobody in the house is awake. I through my earbuds in, turn on some groovy music, dance about the kitchen in my weird and awkward manner without peering eyes, and cook up a hearty breakfast with a mug of delicious coffee.
Truly happy was my last theatre show.
There was this sense that everyone care.Think theatre was the only time I genuinely care about people.
Honestly,cannot think of anytime where I was with people that,in spite of egos,can feel everyone love each other,even if they never show it from time to time.
Sure,I did other things sense then,but none comes close to comradere that theatre possess.It was a truly magical experience,and plan on coming back to acting in foreseeable future,since I really do miss it alot.
Guess,anything acting related was when I was truly happy,since I felt I had a reason to live and exist,made these last 4 years devoid of any meaning.One can say,without acting,I am nothing.
As small and sad as this may sound,all I ever really wanted to do was be an actor.Everything else felt like an add on.
Personal development,podcasting,job,even poetry(which is ironic,since poetry is what most of my friends known me for.)
I might be so much more than acting,but its really about the life we live and would love to relive,not so much what others want you to live base on their perception.
So,yes,a small world I may reside in,I rather live in a small world,knowing I gave it my all(acting),than live in a big world and contributing to empitness.
Understand one eventually will be empty remembering they were whole,if they are proud about life one has live,then its a life worth remembering.
When my son flew in from southern California to visit in May. I hadn't seen him in two years.