What's the key to happiness

There was one day when I asked myself,
"Who took my smile away?"
I know not the answer, just as I was on a bus several months ago, wondering why our facial expressions are rested on that kind of melancholy.

Then there come two happy days.

Late and lost, traveling alone to a new place. Headed towards the Kinagrill (Chinese grill), hearing that sweet fluctuating in intonation of the language most familar to me. Heightened sense of proximity, when they talk of Hong Kong, and even Shatin. Feel so grateful, for you've been so enthusiastic to help, and those free French fries with mayonnaise that you bestowed me - for it brings along, once again, my child-like happiness, as I sat on the chilly platform with that hot little pack in hand, licking my fingers.
A missed bus, missed rehearsal, all gone behind me. I don't care anymore.

Excited to be out at night, an adventure to the cinema, in search of someone who somehow left you a little nice message on the homepage. The magic of the virtual world extends to the real world with a meeting here in this city. Arrived, only to find out that I've taken that world "tomorrow" for granted.
Have been a nice ride on bike anywayz, when night fell on this city.
A missed date, which I don't give a damn.

Another day.
Missed classes, missed the concert (I didn't rehearse enough anyway), but I'm not concerned for a single bit.
A walk in city in search for birthday presents, ended in a lazy afternoon with my favourite brownie and coffee.
Shopping in supermarket. No more salmon sale, rude shopkeeper. Nice girl who told me about what a Blomkål was, and how I should make it. Got a huge and good one. No change at the cashier, with the men in front who offered, "Be my guest". Got my change back afterwards, but I thank you with my heart. Went home on bike, first time with single hand all way through, the other holding that huge bag of groceries. Arrived at home safely, breaking my bike right in front of the door.
A guy stopped to give me a hand. Nice people around all the time.
I laughed at myself.

Marie came back, said she would cook something for us.

What a nice day it has been. All of a sudden my muscles relax and grinned.
Thanks be given to strangers.

until I come home, get online,

ONLY TO BE FRUSTRATED BY PEOPLE I KNOW

Perhaps all that makes me happy are people
Perhaps all that makes me unhappy are expectations

I believe you guys are frustrated as well, so I'll just vent off my emotions here.
Let it not be contagious.

Hope that tomorrow will be a sunny day for all of us.