Striving for satisfaction
The quality of never should be an article of virtue. For example, I’ve never fallen out of a moving airplane, depending on a thin veil of silk to slow my fall. I’ve never abseiled down the side of an office tower to get to the lobby. Instead, the stairwell or elevator served purpose.
I’ve never fired a bullet at another. I’ve never fought a hungry beast, in or out of the jungle. Is my life less fulfilled? Not from this vantage point. There are novels to give me a vicarious insight, should I feel the need.
I’ve never won the lottery. Not even in a dream (that I recall). Am I poorer because of it? No. Right now I have enough wealth to assure my daily bread, and I can spend as much as I have. More, if I join the ranks of the debtor clan.
What I do have is the good sense to know that there are things I don’t need. Many things. And I have the good sense to know that my life could be worse. A natural disaster, or a sudden turn in health could make my days and nights into something more anguished.
Tonight, I will go to bed (an hour earlier) and I will go with a plan. To waken tomorrow, and then to do my job, responsibly and with a touch of humour. That’s a goal to strive for, isn’t it? And if things go well, all in my entourage will have the same privilege.
That’s my way of striving for satisfaction.
