Walked home from campus with a friend at 3am today. There’s a long story as to why that happened, but that’s beside the point of why I’m making this post lol.
While walking amidst the cold and fog, he suddenly asked me if I was happy.
And I was definitely caught off guard by the question.
Aside from it being completely random and totally direct, I didn’t know how to answer him. Normally, I’d say I’m a pretty happy person. Even if nothing special or exciting happened, I’d say that I was pretty content with life.
But lately, I’ve been very unhappy and miserable and almost as if he knew, he suddenly asked me now (instead of all other times when I actually was happy??) if I was happy.
There’s a lot of personal reasons as to why I’m not, so it was really hard for me to say because I didn’t want to explain to him why I’m not…but at the same time, I’m miserable enough that I couldn’t even lie my way out of it (i.e. saying “I’m fine” with a straight face lol). So I answered no, I’m not happy, and sort of laughed it off. He didn’t pursue it any further (thank god).
But still. 2 hours later, and I’m still thinking about why he asked…