A friend of mine asked me how could I be unhappy when I own a house and have a great job. I'm unaware of anyone who's happiness lies within their walls, flooring, appliances and computer. My happiness lives, moves and dies within me. Wherever I go, I bring it with me; it's not left at the office or at my house.
I don't care how many material things I accrue during my lifetime, there's no way an item can make me permanently happier...temporarily, yes.
What does make me happy? I’m sure if I sat and thought about it I could come up with quite the list, however my four top requirements are pretty basic:
- Relationships with family
- Quality of friendships
- Self-confidence / self-realization
- Taking time to give back to those I love and the community
I require all four equally, and I’ve lost one which has thrown off the balance with the others.
So no, my house and what I do for a living do not significantly affect my happiness. If those two items make it to your top four list I feel pretty bad for you, you’re missing out on a lot more in life.
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