We always seek happiness in all the things we do, yet as time goes on the only thing we are left with is small fragments of pleasure that serve as temporary comfort.
When we find a good show, a good game, a good movie, once we finish them the happiness wears off. And we try as we might to relive them by watching them again or replaying them in the hopes of rekindling the momentary passion, they have only one outcome bringing us momentary relapses of pleasure. We are constantly searching for the original spark, the one that now eludes us, because the they are not new things anymore. The only way we can truly obtain happiness is by searching for new experiences and never getting comfortable in our never ending routines.
And yet relationships are quite the opposite. We go looking for the pleasure, the lust, the physical connection. We confuse this pleasure as happiness and as the spark slowly starts to die out we think that we're no longer happy. Simple moments together filled with the comfortable feeling of just having someone next to you are made to be as the death of passion. Yet these are the things that bring us true happiness. In knowing that there is someone in this world that accepts us truly for what we are and that their greatest source of joy is to calmly lay in bed next to you we finally reach a true level of content.
Yet content and coziness have a hidden enemy within their shadow, boredom. While we can keep boredom at bay by constantly searching for new experiences how can we possibly do this in a long relationship with the same partner? I think that the answer is simply to combine the two worlds together. You need the small and sweet moments of comfort to be intertwined with the adventure of the new. You need the lazy days together in bed, the dinner dates at your favorite restaurant as much as you need to find a new hobby together, or go on trips to new and exotic places, or simply to go out and search for new encounters as one.
The pursuit of happiness is the driving force for most human actions, yet most of us simply confuse it for pleasure. We don't understand why the things that once brought us such joyous moments now only leave us empty inside.
When we find a good show, a good game, a good movie, once we finish them the happiness wears off. And we try as we might to relive them by watching them again or replaying them in the hopes of rekindling the momentary passion, they have only one outcome bringing us momentary relapses of pleasure. We are constantly searching for the original spark, the one that now eludes us, because the they are not new things anymore. The only way we can truly obtain happiness is by searching for new experiences and never getting comfortable in our never ending routines.
And yet relationships are quite the opposite. We go looking for the pleasure, the lust, the physical connection. We confuse this pleasure as happiness and as the spark slowly starts to die out we think that we're no longer happy. Simple moments together filled with the comfortable feeling of just having someone next to you are made to be as the death of passion. Yet these are the things that bring us true happiness. In knowing that there is someone in this world that accepts us truly for what we are and that their greatest source of joy is to calmly lay in bed next to you we finally reach a true level of content.
Yet content and coziness have a hidden enemy within their shadow, boredom. While we can keep boredom at bay by constantly searching for new experiences how can we possibly do this in a long relationship with the same partner? I think that the answer is simply to combine the two worlds together. You need the small and sweet moments of comfort to be intertwined with the adventure of the new. You need the lazy days together in bed, the dinner dates at your favorite restaurant as much as you need to find a new hobby together, or go on trips to new and exotic places, or simply to go out and search for new encounters as one.
The pursuit of happiness is the driving force for most human actions, yet most of us simply confuse it for pleasure. We don't understand why the things that once brought us such joyous moments now only leave us empty inside.
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