Is there ever a state of continual happiness whose bounds are limitless and not constricted to our own misconstrued pleasures?
Is there ever that one time in this world where, even for a second, we have absolutely nothing to fret about and are truly, completely satisfied?
And is the personification of happiness, peace of mind & quenched desires, mental & physical, what we endearingly call love?
For some, these are simply over analysed pieces of information whose importance has been grasly inflated …
… for some, these are delicate questions that may not entirely need redress but which we may all at-least need to give some mild concern …
… for some, these are aspects of our humanity that quintessentially make it up.