What makes me happy?

I’m most happy when I’m doing things that the person I want to be would do. I want to be a runner and although I loathe the actual concept of running, afterwards there’s that feeling of accomplishment that compares happiness to nothing else. I want to be a chef and after a worthy meal comes out of my oven (trust me, this does not happen often) I always dream of the idea of running a restaurant, even just a quaint lunch spot would bring such happiness. I want to be writer and through this desire I’m starting with the idea of writing a blog. It’s just a start with no real promises of daily posts or inspirations. But here’s my outlet to continue my happiness of sharing with you my potentially creative ideas, the possibility of a few inspiring photographs, the probability of a few good stories, and the promise for some fine wine and design.