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