Happiness

I am still thinking about feeling happy. The book “Happiness Falls” gave an extra boost to these thoughts, but regardless of the book, I think about it quite often.

Today, I was working on a problem I’ve been working on for the past several days (whenever I was not involved in putting up fires). At some point, I moved my gaze away from the screen, looked in the direction of the window, and thought: how lucky I am! How fortunate I am! I know it seems like an improbable thought in the middle of an intense workday, but the feeling was very pronounced. I am sitting at my desk in a beautiful office, surrounded by smart people, doing the job I passionately love, making good money, and doing tons of other things I enjoy doing. Even with Anna’s knee injury and my mom’s ongoing situation, nobody has any life-threatening diseases.

I don’t know whom to thank, but I do not think I will ever take everything I have for granted. Feeling grateful makes me an even happier person. Also, it’s a constant reminder about how many people are less fortunate than I am. 

I had a thought recently. I know that there are people who want homeless persons “out of sight – out of mind.” They do not want to be disturbed by unpleasant pictures, and I sort of understand what’s going on in their minds. I thought there were even more disparities one hundred and fifty years ago. And I am wondering, how did rich people feel walking down State Street and seeing all these disparities worse than nowadays? How could they be happy?…