Happy

I started this as an outlet for my artistic release. Someone had advised me that I was lacking and my natural need to express myself was severely hampered in my daily life and suggested I should find a way such as music or writing. I tried the sax lessons but that caused more problems than it solved so I write and here it is.
I've written lots of stuff about useless crap and stories and stuff but not much in the way of how I see life. I should put it into words more often so that I can better understand it myself.
I've had a moment! A moment of clarity and dare I say an epiphany.
Brisbane has storms of late. Big storms. Rain and thunder and lightning and it literally dumps an ocean onto the streets only to disappear within minutes and the hot tropical sun come out of hiding and play. One such storm happened the other Sunday morning. I was up and planning my next trip to the hardware store (I'm not a proper man most times but boy howdy do I love a good hardware store). I wouldn't have classified myself as anything but normal at that time. Driving to the store, I came over a rise and looked out across a freshly stormed city. Everything was glistening wet with the morning sun. Its rays highlighting every flat surface like a sea of mirrors. It was quite spectacular. The sun vaporizing in minutes what the best efforts of the storm could achieve in hours, the steam rising from the ground as I watched. At that time I had a conscious thought that I was happy! I was marveling at life and where I lived and how could anyone take this for granted. I hadn't actually thought about being happy or not before, it was as if the thought just hadn't really occurred to me. I've always just been what I am. Then I thought maybe others actually do identify themselves as being happy and that's the key. It happened again a few days later in a totally unexpected but unprintable place. I'm working on developing a habit of admitting to myself when I'm happy rather than just being the usual blaaahhhhhh. Maybe it will bear fruit, who knows but I'm not thinking about what I haven't got, but what I have. I am blessed with people around me that make me so much more than I can be on my own. I need to acknowledge that too. Why the fuck would I ever be unhappy when I can look at rainy roads and feel elation? Soas this makes sense, I'm making a promise to the world to be cool. I've no interest in being anything but happy anymore and I'll be happy for you too if you need it.