If you believe you're a victim, you'll never be content. Ramblings of a recovering miserable dick.
The red summer sun sets behind Rattlesnake outside my west-facing window.
Sustained, ongoing happiness isn’t something that is attainable, nor realistic, anyways. The thing that I believe is attainable, even if we don’t achieve all of our dreams and goals, is contentment.
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However, something interesting has happened; I think I may be more resilient than I once thought.
Nonetheless, my soul remains on the rolling hills of the Palouse.
What makes you happy while you’re doing it? Or, more importantly, what gives you a sense of purpose?