Am I Happy?

It seems to be the question on everyone’s minds with regards to me lately. Through the glories of Facebook old acquaintances have re-arrived in my life. And they all seem to wonder the same thing, are you happy? Well, I just don’t know, I guess I am. Maybe I’m not, perhaps I’m just really bored.

I’ve thought quite a bit lately about how I should just sell everything I own, quit my job, and just head out on the road and see where it takes me. Well that’s a novel idea, perhaps even has an air of romance about it, but in practicality, I’m not sure it’s a valid one. The money would eventually dry up, and I’d be stuck again in a situation where I feel like I’m trapped in a perpetual machine for the sole purpose of making money so that I can stay stuck in the perpetual machine.

So really, I’m just bored. Or depressed. Even going for a long ride on my motorcycle this morning didn’t change it, if anything it helped me to realize it.