Confession: I’m not always what you’d call the most positive person. I’ve always been prone to worrying and seeing the negative in things, to having a good ol’ whinge about anything and everything. I get tired, I get bored and I get fed up.
Happiness has always been some longed for state that I hoped for, one day, if I was lucky.
But over the last year or two, I’ve come to realise that happiness isn’t some external force that the universe creates. You’ve got to decide to embrace it.
Now I’m not saying every person who is unhappy has chosen to be that way; that would be patronising and far too simplistic. Everyone’s situation is different. Some people have genuine mental health problems while others struggle with awful life situations. They don’t always get to choose.
No, I’m talking to the people like me, with good lives and comfortable homes.
It’s easy to be bogged down by the mundane dramas of the everyday and the little crappy things that happen. But look beyond that and maybe things aren’t so bad.
All it takes is something small to make you appreciate life.
The other day I got into the car, forgetting I had the Silent Alarm album by Bloc Party in the CD player. So Here We Are came bursting out of the speakers and brought the biggest smile to my face, because that’s the song I chose to walk down the aisle to at our wedding. It can turn a rubbish day around.
This year, I’m going to focus on the moments, those perfect ones that come along when you aren’t looking. Remember enough of them and life is suddenly pretty damn amazing.
PS. All this was written with the voice of Ewan McGregor in the back of my head, shouting, “Choose life…choose a fucking big television,” to a soundtrack of Born Slippy by Underworld. I just couldn’t resist the comparison.