Sometimes you work hard on your happiness for weeks, doing all the right things, and still, you’re not quite where you want to be. But sometimes, on a random Thursday in April, you get up early, you breathe the fresh air, and the happiness is back. You can try all you want to control your life, but you can’t, and any belief you can is an illusion. Anytime spent denying yourself what you know is the truth is wasted time. You know what you need to do.