I'm weighed down all the time by the sadness all around me. Even when I don't see it, I know it's there. It's out there, somewhere. Someone is sad. Not everyone is happy. In fact, I'd argue most people are unhappy. Unless you're rich and famous and beautiful and loved and in perfect health and everybody around you is thriving, I don't see how it's possible to be happy. People are suffering all the time, people who have to work just to be able to afford to live, who aren't enjoying their lives at all. What is the point of it all? It's not fair, the disparity between the 'happy' and the 'sad.' It just gets me down all the time.