The world baffles me.

Everyday I read numerous news articles about the pain and suffering that good, honest people of this planet go through unnecessarily.
I find it difficult to comprehend why others are so willing to destroy the happiness of others for reasons that are beyond comprehensible.
It angers me to read these stories, but I still do it. Why? Well, because if I didn't, I wouldn't know how lucky I am to be strong and healthy.
Because if I didn't I wouldn't know how lucky I am to have a loving family, to have caring friends, to have a job, an education and security.
Amongst other things, of course.

I may not be the happiest person in the world, but I know I have these things. And as long
as I have these things I know that no matter what happens, no matter how bad things get, everything - eventually- will
be just as they were before.

Finding that feeling of content in the smallest and sometimes silliest of things are what living is all about. Not worrying about this that and the other.

I'm not sure where this has all came from, but it's great.