There are all sorts of suggested criteria for happiness, and in many quarters little agreement. That’s why the conversation continues.
I don’t claim to have all of the answer. I’m pretty sure, however, that some of it is embodied in the way that Saturday night of a three-day weekend feels.
I’m full of grilled chicken and corn, sipping a little Jack, enjoying my family, looking forward to the Indianapolis 500 tomorrow, and feeling blessed. I hope you’re having a good one too.
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