everybody is with the wrong person

Those were some of the great pieces of wisdom that my late auntie used to say. Last week I had heard one too many stories from a few different people, either about people they knew or things that they were going through. I got a little anxious with the last person, as that was my threshold. It made me wonder about all the effort everyone is putting in to just get a kilometre ahead of where they were before.It all reads like insanity. All those efforts and for what exactly? Everyone wants to be happy, but they are all living in straight jackets of their own making? How do you get out of that straight jacket? Do you even know your wearing one? Or is it that the discomfort only occurs to you when you move? When did we stop falling in love? Appreciating the first kiss, the smell of freshly cut grass, a playful puppy? Sure we get a little sunshine every day, and maybe that's the point...the joys are incremental and if you look and add them up, the straight jacket feels less constricted. I have to say that I really admire people who beat the odds. Thank goodness for those who push through and get to the other side.