Incomplete

I feel incomplete, like there's something missing that I should not be missing.... Something of importance, of value, or something that I would value. Hmmm.. what is it? I don't know but I'm getting close... Soon I'll be complete... I'll be content, happy with everything, everyone... Maybe I'm dreaming.. I don't know, Althought at times I feel as thought I couldn't be happier.. Am I really missing something or someone or am I just missing the point... Are we all really happy and making things bad because we fear things that shouldn't matter that has no effect on the moment.. Ok look at "Titanic" I know it's a chick flick but this is an excellent example, the guy's got shit except his body and he's found happiness, until he dies of course.. hehe ok bad example but you get the point.. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that nothing is of importance expept the moment your in, right now, this instant.. think about it... as your reading my blog right now, are you happy? you should be.... I am.. right now I'm sitting in appartement and I'm happy. There are other places, situations I'd rather be in of course and there always will be that's why we must enjoy what we got and just live.... holly fuck this was a deep blog... Jesus!!

So why do I feel incomplete when I'm happy.. maybe I'm just confused... any comments??? if not well thanks for reading anyway...