Happiness has a name

Commuting to work today was terrible.  Such long train rides get me thinking and questioning things over and over. I start to wonder about the path my life has taken, where I am, where I’m going and where would I be if… Ah, those wonderful ifs… I started thinking about the word ‘happiness’ and a way to define it. If I  could find the way to define it, it would only take one word, a name actually: Stella. She’s the only thing that keeps me going right now and, although she’s the reason I’ve lost track of who I am and I find myself struggling with this at times, she’s also the only reason I have worth fighting for.