Happiness

Some one told me that happiness is something you choose.

I chose to walk today under the sun.
I chose to ask questions and get answers.
I chose to give up at the right time.
I chose to bend my hands when needed to.
I chose to listen to sad music that makes me happy.
I chose choosing the right arms.
I chose letting it go.
I chose to say something.
I chose to chose.

At the end, I am surprised. The validity of this argument needs yet to be proven but I can say for sure that today I felt and feel better than in these past couple of weeks.