And i don't think happiness is something you find, or that it is destination you get to where the night never comes and you are bulletproof and unaffected by the mayhem. I think the mayhem will exist — we are literally made from it, we wouldn't even be here if weren't for the crashing and the banging of atoms within this universe. No, i think happiness exist in the understanding that pain holds just as much importance as the beauty. I think happiness exist in finding the things make us feel known, and special, and at space in this world, no metter how small or insignificant they feel, and letting them save us. I think happiness exist learning how to embrace the dark, in learning how to see it as the very thing that make us appreciate the light.