Happiness is a warm bun...

Or actually, anything you make it out to be. If all this recent moving about has taught me one thing, it's that the easiest way to securing the goal of happiness is to shift the goals to wherever the ball is heading for. (that's the last soccer metaphor this world cup season, really.)

So while croissants can make you (well, ok, me) damn happy in Paris, it's probably wise not to try and find a good croissant in Bangkok, and just try for a good mango instead. Maybe if you alter whatever it is that you want depending on your life circumstances, you'll be a happier person. But then again a mango lychee drink in Chicago is no less satisfying than one in Bangkok, and probably more satisfying than, say, a bittergourd cucumber celery shake. So i guess it's also a function of knowing what you want, too. And then there's the question of whether what you want in the short term will contradict what you want in the long term... maybe your long term circumstances will be severely different from the short term? hmm.

In other news I'm back from Bangkok and about to start work tomorrow in a hopefully enlightening and enriching internship experience.

And at the least, there's good food in the area.