In article k.net, "Dwight
Stewart" writes:

You know, thinking back, I believe I was actually
happier back then. I didn't have much, but I don't remember feeling anything
was missing in my life. Perhaps I'm getting too old to remember things back
then clearly.

I think it's something else, Dwight. I think a big part of happiness is baased
on our expectations vs. our reality. And a lot of us Americans allow ourselves
to develop tremendously high expectations, and then aren't so happy when they
aren't met.

The person who expected to be living in a 4000 sf house by a certain age may be
quite disappointed that they are now past that age and living in a 2500 sf
house, and they're maxed out (can't really afford to move or add on). Never
mind that the 2500 sf house is a nice place, etc., etc. (Just one example
'cause we've been talking about houses).


Maybe I'll start a late mid-life crisis and go looking for
those youthful days again. I remember this one girl...

Sometimes it's a good thing that 'the one that got away', did.

Friend of mine says:

"To a large extent, we're as happy as we allow ourselves to be"

73 de Jim, N2EY