The Balance of One

When I was driving home from work tonight, I got all teary-eyed again. While listening to The Road Home & Not One Less soundtracks, I just started to think about stuff and got moody... I don't know the cause, it's not intentional, it just happens... There is magic in movies and music after all...

I'm 36, I think my so-called life has been doing pretty well so far... I have a wonderful family, the best boyfriend that any boy could have, and a marvelous job that a lot of people would envy. I am a very happy guy indeed, but at times, my 'inside' feels different... Who knows, maybe I'm a manic depressive, I'm not sure and yet I don't need pills to chase my blues away. I think most of my life I've been trying to find this 'balance', though I think one has to move about in order to keep the heart still...

Without sadness, there's no joy; without death, there's no life. I think I do somewhat create my own spectrum of melancholy and pensiveness at times, maybe I'm really just a happy-go-lucky guy? I've always considered myself as such. Yet, can one be 'happy' all the time? Can one be 'content' with nothing more? Is there true darkness or just the lack of light?