Feelings, nothing more than feelings...

The seesaw of emotion, the merry-go-round of feelings... I'm talking about moods. I find them relatively annoying. I mean today I felt like total trash. It was a rotten day. I was miserable, stressed out and unhappy about how everything was going. You could have offered me an ice cream sunday and a Porsche and it would not have made my day any better. It was essentially a wasted day. Yet after I had a nice dinner and relaxed on my bed for a bit, I felt like a different person. It boggles my mind sometimes, how I can go from total monster to benevolent king, from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde. And did I mention it annoys me? I mean why does it have to be that way? Why do I have to have these miserable, wasted days? One could argue that the only reason that you appreciate the happy days is because you have had sad ones. Experiencing the extremely negative, allows you to better enjoy the days that you feel good. It's a good argument but I can't say that I am totally convinced. I think that the psychological/chemical state that is caused by happiness would exist whether or not there was sadness in the world. And as for whether experiencing the opposite enhances the good feelings of happiness, sadness and happiness do not have a direct relationship to each other. Sadness is NOT the absence of happiness and happiness is not the absence of sadness. They are two totally independent emotions. I don't think that I mentally compare my happy states to those in which I am unhappy. Probably the biggest proof is that people who have gone through tremendous hardships and trouble do not necessarily experience a deeper sense of happiness. Their level of enjoyment is not upped by their past misfortunes. So I can't agree with that train of thought. All I know is that I really hate it when I have days like today... I'm going to end this piece right now since just writing about it is starting to send me into another mood...