i feel like i’m lying to myself. like i’m definitely happy. life is going well and i really can’t complain but i just always seem to have this lingering sadness. i think it’s just that something isn’t quite right lately and i can’t exactly put my finger on it. and i mean it when i say that i’m happy, but i’m not ecstatic. I don’t feel as fulfilled as I did previously. And so once again my quest begins to find fulfillment..