What if men know what they're doing?

I thought about it. What if they don't? So what. A lot of things I know now is worth next to nothing, in the sense that they don't do me or anybody any good.
It is really hard to be happy. You don't know where to go from there. Coming close to happiness should be the real desired position for every man. You're close to what you want, and everything is just fantastic. You still know what you want, and it's in front of you, a little bit more and you're there.
But then what? I'm already here, people. Where do you go from here?

*This is a really wonderful thought. I should write it. I don't have enough discipline to span in into a book. I should.