Take Luck

Ever have one of those days that is so good it just scares the crap out of you? It's as if there are so many awesome things going on, your logical brain freaks out and wonders when something is going to go horribly wrong. Like the universe is conspiring against you towards your ultimate destruction, and you sense that you are being lulled into a false sense of security so you won't see it coming when it finally happens. Everything is perfect in life, but your mind screams "Don't fall for it! Nothing is as it seems! Run away! Run Awayyyyy!!!" Or something equally full of panic and devoid of rationality. This type of response begs the question, Why Are Human Beings Seemingly Allergic to Being Happy? Can we not just be content with those perfect moments that life chucks at us, instead of constantly looking out for the pain and suffering which surely lurks in the future? Why must we always be looking for excuses to doubt, planning our emergency excape routes, and packing lunches just in case? Frankly, I have no idea. Maybe some day I'll figure it out, so I can finally get some sleep.