Happiness is U-shaped,like the back of a toilet, a German submarine boat, or the letter UJust lately,I’ve been worried approximately my ability to experience happiness – to revel in the inherent delight of things without being immediately bogged down by the profoundly depressing quagmire that is current world events. And my laundry basket.
For example, there is a criminally cute little robin that regularly comes into my garden around this time of year and pretends to seek for worms. (One year he’ll drop the facade and just demand me outright if he can be on the Christie family Christmas card, and Ill oblige,but for now I’m enjoying the bantz.) When I first see him, my heart sings, or but within seconds I wonder how long it will take for him and his ilk to become extinct as a result of climate change,or blown up for his libertarianism.
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Source: theguardian.com