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Happy Time
Having gotten some unhappy news this week, I’m trying to maximize happiness this weekend.
Cherish
Cherish all your happy moments; they make a fine cushion for old age. ~Booth Tarkington
Sadly, those are coming less frequently and my cushion is actually a bit sore to sit on.
I’m generally an optimistic person but it doesn’t seem to help me feel any happier. I find that disturbing, actually.
I think it comes from being busy. I’ve never liked being busy.
I like being engaged or even obsessed but I’ve never liked being busy.
Being busy always seems pointless. It’s much ado about nothing. It’s action without measurable results.
I hate that and yet I only ever feel busy anymore. It can’t last.
Don’t Worry
Bob Marley – Don’t worry be Happy
But, hey, that’s what the weekend was invented for. People realized you can’t keep people busy 24×7 without inflicting massive burnout.
I’ve been there and it’s not a great place to be. So, I’m using my weekend as intended. For now, all I’m getting for my R&R is a bit of a headache.
Tremendously Interested
Find something you’re passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it. ~Julia Child
Actually, I’m tremendously disappointed. I’m very interested in writing but I seem to have no time or energy for it.
It’s absolutely tantalizing. All the time I want to be writing, I’m obliged to do something else. Any time I can steal away to go writing, I’m distracted by a billion pointless things that conspire to keep me from writing.
I’m actually quite annoyed by it all.
This new thing that’s happened is weighing on my mind a good bit but it’s also apparently giving me some serious brain fog. Like I haven’t had years and years of that.
It’s just so annoying.
It’s really hard to be any kind of happy when you’re blocked at every turn internally and externally.
I’ll be happy if I can get some kind of an idea of the story I actually want to tell. I haven’t yet, so I’m a bit frustrated about that as well.
I guess I’ll have some lunch and see if my brain fog clears up a bit. I’m not loving the return to fogginess. It’s definitely not a happy place.
Oh well, I hope you’re having a happy weekend. I suppose somebody ought to…