do you enjoy your story?

a long long time ago
there were two people, who looked very much as yourselves
and as with you, they were on a journey
a quest if you will
to find what we all seem to be searching for
for reasons they may never even know
they entered the land of the great atacama and headed south
warm desert winds rose from the sands and guides them through the valley of the moon
a place where time and direction don't exist
yet they still pressed on
soon the horizon flattened out and they crossed the mirror of the sands
the first sign of life, but certainly not the last
soon colors of green and blue cover the hills and they found a new guy - water
tiny streams became great rivers
and they were taken west
past the smoking mountains and floating falls
until they reached the ocean where sunlight grows from the ground and dances from the palm of your hands
they drifted south, each day a new door, a new direction, a new way to be
as days turned to weeks, vision of moving colors and curious creatures passing by
until time simply faded away
and as with all those who have come before you
their path soon came to an end
and they only found me - their future - wild waving
and I asked them the same two question I will some day ask you:
is it possible to be happy with this life?
and then I will ask as to everyone else
do you enjoy your story?