This journal is still very self-aware; sensitive to its shaky existence, I’m trying to establish a use, meaning. For a while I think, it’s going to sound a tad dramatic and a dash angsty, with a general whismical tone, so I apologise in advanced. Or maybe this is just how I sound at night. :P

How important is it to always be logical and rational? I’ve always strived to be both, failing many times, but these two are qualities that I’ve always (and always will) look up to. But sometimes it’s a little tiring having to break things down into rational and logical components. Oh, it’s easy enough to try to use logic to reason one’s way from being unhappy about something. It works quite well when you’re grouchy at something, and to just talk to yourself (or someone else) about it. Getting it out of your head, to a real or imagined third person really helps dispel exaggerated gloom in one’s mind.

But I find that reason doesn’t work when you’re happy. You see a movie you love (Howl’s Moving Castle was EXCELLENT :D), interact with people you love, or just experience the little joys in life, sometimes that can make one feel REALLY happy. I find it takes the joy out of things when you try to figure out the minute details of what IS IT that makes you happy. What is it about a film that necessarily make you gasp in wonder? What is it about being around someone that makes you feel so content?

I suppose it’s not too difficult to eventually figure out the multitude of interrelated reasons. But I find that a lot of the times it just makes one go “ah well… why DOES that make me happy, doesn’t that seem a little silly?”. Taking Gestalt psychology, sometimes the whole IS greater than the sum of the parts; is it really the individual notes of a musical piece that brings such a thrill to one’s heart, or the unique melody? I think it’s the latter.

So then, is bliss something that shouldn’t be questioned, but just accepted? If ignorance is bliss, is then not bliss rather ignorant in that respect? Does it even matter?

P.S. Finally updated.
(Note to self: CHANGE TO WORDPRESS DAMMIT.)