Happiness. It's relative.

He has his own reasons, the man across the street, that many would question since it is peculiar that he is on a ladder painting a second story window frame in the middle of the night during the winter wearing a black dress coat, holding a can of paint in one hand and a paintbrush in the other which means he has no hand left for holding on to anything should the wind shift which he apparently thinks will not happen even as the snow starts to fall, gathering softly on the shoulders of his coat and mixing wordlessly with his white paint.
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I hope he is successful