I’m old enough to know my faults, if not yet old enough to fix them: I know that I have a tendency to compartmentalize, and to deal with things outside of my control by tunnel-visioning on the things I do. I’m saying that in times where you find yourself enchanted and disgusted by the spiral of things, you get to do whatever you can to grant yourself a bit of sanity.

and doing things without a sense of traffic flying overhead, feels much better and much more sustainable. ​ mostly, though, i catch myself happy, and i do what Vonnegut tells me to do: And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’ ​ i’m going to bed earlier and earlier; i’m going to bed happier and happier. there is so much to be done it is perfect