A walk in a forest

To be honest, I tend to be unhappy. Or maybe rather not happy than unhappy. I always want to achieve some goals. I feel like I should have finished several courses related to my career, I should stop eating sugar, I should be more friendly with people, and maybe learn the whole English language in one month. And without all these things, my life seems just fine but not good or enjoyable. I always think I would be happy later. I will be happy after I've solved all my problems and, obviously, become the better version of myself.

I know it doesn't work this way, but it seems to be a common problem. I recently realized how big this problem actually is. I found myself scared and unhappy after my boss told me I did my job well and I'll receive a bonus this month. I felt terrible because I didn't think I was good enough to get a bonus.

Ok, I definitely need to go to psychologist with all that, it's clear. But what about a forest? It has nothing to do with that neurotic crap.

Well, today I walked in the forest with my husband. It was our first walk since the quarantine started. All the trees became green during these two months. We were just walking among them or sitting on the ground.

And a felt happy. I can't remember when I felt this way previously, but it must have been a long time ago.

There are just few things that can make me happy right in the moment. They all are about nature. By the way, my husband is a bit jealous. But what can I do :)