True Happiness

Dear AFC:
My father told me---long, long time ago---that to be truly free, one should find an activity that makes one happy and do not depend on anyone else. I imagined this would be like a little window where one can walks towards (whenever you feel like it) and contemplate beauty.
For my father, this was math. Those math books were able to transport the man and set him truly free. And, being his daughter I though this was science for me. But my relationship with science hardly depend only on me. While it is true, that I can do almost whatever i feel like during my working hours; it is also true, in the real engineering part of science lays down its application and that forcefully involves interacting with people.
Not that I hate people (and would be the problem if I did) is that then it does not set you free.
N asked a few days back; why was I so happy.
Because I run--I said.
It is incredible how so small things can makes us happy---she said.
And it is true. So small. Till today, I do not know, if running is the "thing" that sets me free. I wish it was not something so trivial and mundane. I would rather be free by solving PDEs. But just between us, it does it. Running frees me and for a moment I can relieve my soul of my heavy self and be alone with my true me. Just me and my pace. But I still like PDEs.
Love,
G.

Coming back

I am getting back to writing here. I never really kept it before because mostly I thought it was a bit silly to write for noone to read. I kept thinking about writing every now and then but it seemed a little nonsense, since most of the stuff I write here I do not really want to say to anyone, and I have not asked anyone to follow this.
But doing this health assesment at work; there was a question that was related to stress management. It was "do you use any stress management techniques such as: blah, blah, writing, blah blah?" Then it hit me: this is de-stressing. I always thought running was what I do to destress but it seems that writing will help too. Overall because I do not have any friends I can confide here at the moment.
I will be doing this. Thanks for reading me, Mr. Noone!
Perhaps the most interesting thing in my life, at least for me, is that I have finally been able to drive to work in the highway. This is something that for some reason I am very scared of. I think I am more scared of not-dying in an accident than dying. Like becoming handicapped and needing someone. Perhaps that says a lot about me.