Here’s the analogy: Life is similar to a staircase. We keep climbing, striving, going up and up. Moving towards goals. Moving towards the end. Yet I’ve stopped climbing. I’ve reached a floor, maybe the fourth. Maybe the forty-fifth. It doesn’t matter so much the number. But I can’t locate the staircase. I’m wandering around, lost, … More staircase
I have struggled with anxiety for as long as I can remember. The thing about me is though, I’m usually not anxious about big things. It’s the little stuff that gets me. This is an exaggeration, but I feel like I currently have 75 items on my work to-do list. Book 3 flights, mail camp … More It’s the Little Things
Last night I finished reading The Happiness Project. I really enjoyed the book and have joined the Happier at Home 21-Day Relationship Challenge. So far I’m keeping up with my New Year’s resolutions pretty well. The projects I’ve set out to do this month are progressing well. I’ve incorporated fruit into my breakfast everyday in … More kind of ironic
I often think of happy people as being naive, almost ridiculously carefree. And aren’t all the cool people melancholy? Artists, musicians, deep thinkers. They’re generally not always smiling. They’re serious and focused. To me, it’s almost like it’s perfectly fine to be happy as a child, but once we’re grown up, we need to lean … More joy thief
Upon a Sunny Day 