The Cynic Chronicles Number 1

    
 Happiness, the little piece of paper on the ground  said...."Happiness".... So I took note, walked the few steps to my car, opened the door,  got in, sat, and wondered where that 2" by 1" paper had come from. Did it fall from the sky, did it fall from the trash truck as it was making it's rounds? It sat there two feet from my driveway mocking me, I thought. I took a deep breath and slowly let go of the heavy air. Happiness, I thought, is overrated.