At around three in the morning, when I was about to go to sleep, my imagination told me to sketch this (I’m not really sure why inspiration always seems to hit me at night).. Of course I was going to have to listen, so I deprived myself of sleep for a happy sunflower.
I was just thinking about happiness and being without it and wondered: if I never knew happiness– never felt it before in my life; would I be able to describe it?
I’m starting to think that this “pursuit of happiness” is something vague.. furthermore I think it’s pretty dull. I mean, why is it always chasing happiness?
It makes it seem as though it’s so far.
And I would argue that it isn’t.
If I would have to describe happiness, I would pull out my sketchbook and draw a sunflower with a grin and tell the person it’s all in how they see it.
Love,
J.Schay
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