Friday,

Yesterday, again, Thierry asked me, are you happy? And again I paused, thought, and answered yes.

He went on to talk about his own relationship to happiness and suddenly I realized he’d simply been asking if I was happy today,
now, in this moment. And yet I’d been responding to the question: are you happy in your life. The latter is contemplative and complex, where the former is easy, light. Am I happy now, today, waking up under the redwoods with a pot of bad coffee? Yes, absolutely. And really, what else is there? Isn’t the cumulative life happiness just that daily string of pearls?






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