I am a happy man. Genuinely.
I have an absolutely wonderful family, people I genuinely like. The best dog in Arizona spends time with me.
I have people in my life that I truly enjoy and pretty darn few I have to react with that I don't particularly care for.
It's taken years of careful curation and action to get here, and truth is, I've enjoyed the process for the most part.
I live in a place where I can find something to occupy my curiosity whenever I am so inclined.
All that, plus I have a damn fine motorcycle to throw a leg over. Life is really good.
You always struck me as someone who has found a good degree of happiness, genuine happiness. Sure, things go wrong, that happens to all of us, but to have that ingrained sense of happiness and contentment helps to minimise it. I think that feeling is not something just happens, it takes work...some aren't prepared to do the work and some are.
Thanks for commenting, I appreciate it.