I wonder why I almost always only write here when I'm depressed. Perhaps it's because I don't feel that I have the right to be happy. I explored this conversation with a true friend recently and tried to explain why I didn't feel that I had the right to be happy. Initially, I couldn't explain it. I think eventually the conversation sidled around to guilt. I felt guilty for being happy because there are so many people who are not happy. Interesting. Why would I want to try and take responsibility for something with cannot possibly be mine? Who knows? The logic which I try to employ most of the time certainly isn't there. So, who knows? Maybe with a little time, I will be able to allow myself some true happiness in the near future.