In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

It's always at times like these that I suddenly want to write. To pour out my heart. It's also mainly at hours like these that I feel most depressed.

Sing happy songs, talk happy talk and you'll be happy, too.

You know what's the main component of unhappiness? Too much alone-time. Too many thoughts whirring in your head all at once. Too much rumination.

So get going, stop thinking. Start doing, start living.

Life's decisions are hard to make, life's blows and disappointments are hard to take. Especially for those who tend to replay incidents and analyze their lives again and again.

So what's the solution? Can anyone tell me? I know it in my head, yet I can't seem to put it in practice. My work decisions boggle me, they leave me restless and I sacrifice my sleep to think about it in order to reach an epiphany. The sad part is that epiphanies are hard to come by.

Yet I know, happiness is optional, count your blessings, crowd your mind to avoid worry... but how hard is that to practise if you're not pre-dispositioned that way?