You know how sometimes you turn to look at the sky and sun is shining in your face, and it feels good on your skin but it hurts your eyes like Hell, and you have to put your hand over your brow and sort of squint at the sky to see some tiny detail like a bird flying by close to the sun? That's how life feels to me. It feels good in some parts and makes my eyes squint in others, and the bird is happiness. It's there but it's too close to the sun for me to see it at first.
Sorry for being mushy. Mushy makes me giggle.