happy ending is a matter of a perspective. a choice. a point of view. I was thinking how when things end happily it’s just a devious setup for eventual regret that will pop inside our minds. regret about how it was wonderful and now it’s gone. regret about how everything ends. regret about the grass not being as green anymore as it used to be. what does all this mean then? it means the only true happy ending is an unhappy ending. because unhappy end leaves room for improvement… rejoice unhappy endings! unless one has a thing for unhappy ending and then during happy times regrets that the unhappy times are over and reminiscents about how amazing it was when it was unhappy. another choice. another fail.