Monday, October 11, 2010

He said, "I just don't know how he can wake up miserable every damn day. He's got an amazing wife, a job, and a lot of other things we don't."

I stared into my beer, and I didn't say a word, and the conversation changed, and life went on, but I was thinking: What could make a person wake up miserable every day?

I think it is this: Not being loved by the people who should love you, and not being (at least) marginally self sufficient.

If I were to wake up tomorrow, and I wasn't loved, or even if it dawned slowly on me that I wasn't being loved any more, then I'd be half as happy as I am now.

If I were to wake up tomorrow, unemployed, I would be half as happy as I am now.