an essay on emptiness

  I chased happiness. It's hard. The harder I tried the more emptiness I found. 

  Exhausted one day, I sat down in the sand of time, with only a broken happiness and an apparent emptiness left, like the pilot in a desert with his broken plane and a mystic little prince.

  The pilot befriended the little prince, likewise I befriended my emptiness. I tried to observe it carefully with my utmost honest and open mind.

  I've tried really hard for a while, and then, surprisingly,
                       happiness started anew