There and back again, a Human's tale

I think I am almost there.  What will it take to make me happy?
Should I go back?  Will it be better for me there rather than here?  Or am I to feel loneliness and sorrow wherever I go, like the depths of the universe consumes me, an endless void.

I can't get it out of my head.  Tough it out, I say to myself.  Embrace the unchangeable situation.

    Are we actually the thoughts of God, or is it the other way around?

What is it that I'm looking for?  What am I searching?  What do we all hope to find?  Friendship?  Money?  Wealth?  Health?
What will make us all happy?  How do you define happiness?  Is it something which makes you smile, or laugh?  Or is it something that you actually don't have and long for?

Vitaly (the Russians are everywhere) asked me what I'm dreaming of.  I was startled.  Not entirely sure how to answer a question for the first time in my life had left me quite surprised.  What am I'm dreaming of?  Hot air balloon ride?  Being able to play the guitar or piano?  Having unfathomable knowledge about everything?  Having an adventure, resulting with me ending up on an island with only 5 books under my possession?  Is that happiness for me?  Will I be then pleased?