阴阳

I believe in a weird concept of happiness. I believe that I cannot enjoy myself too much, to allow myself be totally enveloped in bliss, to succumb to joy.Because if I do, sooner or later, I would experience the same magnitude of sorrow. An irritable form of inertia if you may. Somehow an unknown force seems to want to put my life back into balance, to counteract my joy with sadness. And this has been occuring repeatedly throughout my life, so often that it is now carved into my belief system. People sometimes ask me how I, at times, remain void of emotion. This may well be one of the reasons. I become too careful to allow myself to express anything! Hopefully though, it works the same way vice versa. Dwell long enough in agony and a wealth of euphoria lurks around the corner...but I suppose once you get to the point where your life seemed right again, you forget all about the time when it all seemed to daunting to carry on.

(this picture was not taken by me...I got it from http://farm1.static.flickr.com/87/205450024_7f8183c854.jpg)