When I sat down to begin today’s post I already settled on my opening line. It was going to say something like “well, we made it through our first day of 2012.” and then follow with “It feels so strange”. Then, something sad occurred to me. Namely, our lives are a collection of “making it through”.
We made it through the last months of 2009. All the days in 2010. Then, again in 2011. We made it through years of days! What a way to live, huh? Days are deemed as successful if we can just make it through. Maybe I should just start awarding ourselves a gold star to stick on the calendar every midnight. Or, we could strike a chalk tally on the house walls. Walls that both give safety and imprisonment.
Damnedest thing, we never seem to get better at it. I suggest it’s because we already make the best of it, and the “best” blows. Given the situation, there’s no apparent way we can improve. We are optimized. What we have here is a classic example of our best not being good enough. That’s not to say we won’t keep trying. Still, when we get right down to it, we are at the mercy of the “situation”. It dictates our view on life (in general)… and happiness (specifically). I use to believe everyone was responsible for their own happiness. Clearly, I was such a fool.
Eh, just paint me older and wiser.
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