We are so different, yet so different..

[Short Story] I will be happy now.

Someday when I become an adult...

When I make money someday...

If things get better someday...

If I continue to endure and persevere... I too,

You will definitely be happy someday.

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'someday'

As if casting a spell, I blurted out these words to myself out of habit.

Like a little child whose eyes sparkled when he saw the wizard in Cinderella, did he really believe that if he cast a magic spell, it would come true?

Maybe I,

I wonder if I was trapped in those words, wrapped in the comforting meaning of saying that I would be happy someday and that it would be okay.

And I, who really believed in those words,

So... I think I was locked up for quite some time.

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But... now that I think about it, a small question mark has appeared on my head.

'..what on earth did I want to do back then?'

......

'someday..'

'someday...'

'..someday I too...'

I kept reciting that spell and forgot what I wanted to do afterward.

Then suddenly,

I remembered something someone once said to me.

"Is the person who laughs last the happiest person, or the person who laughs often the happiest person?"

".... Well, I guess it's better to laugh last than to be happy, right? It means you've succeeded. Isn't that usually the case with movie or comic book characters?"

"...Phew.. haha ​​yeah, that could be it haha"

"...What is it, all of a sudden, so bland... haha"

......

What is this feeling?

It felt like I had been hit hard on the back of the head.

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'Someday I will be happy too.'

Now I don't believe that.

Because you can be happy right now.

Perhaps the words I needed most were,

Instead of saying, "It's hard, but you'll be happy someday."

"So, I guess you'll be happy now."

Be happy often :)