A few thousand dollars.
I mean when a few thousand is all that stands between you and homelessness…
If I could turn back time.
Some days are better than others, but generally, yeah, nothing. Happiness is not for losers like me.
A choice to be? (If only it were that simple.)
Never needing to work again and actually having energy to do things would probably do the trick.
It helps, but then you have to supplant your own meaning life, or one can very quickly spiral into doing nothing and becoming depressed. Capitalism sucks, but work doesn’t; it gives us direction and purpose.
My friend, I assume, and I find plenty of meaning in accomplishing simple tasks and finding interesting ways to express ourselves. No labor needed. Only little rabbit holes to constantly fall into.
Edit: btw I don’t approve of all the downvotes you got. A lot of meaning can be found in, exhausting, intense, hard work. Most of that is stripped away by being forced to do it, though.
Well I am happy, but would be happier if the public transit here was good. Because the city would be so much better.
More money would make me less anxious but I have a reasonable lifestyle already (only took a half century and 4 wage earners in the household) and am satisfied with it.
