Thursday, July 9, 2015

Come to me...for happiness.

Maybe we need happiness clinics. Where people go. To learn how to be happy. Seems to me that happiness is a craft. Maybe even an art. That can be taught. I encounter so very many unhappy people. And as an observer, I often see many reasons why they should be happy. But they aren't. They aren't necessarily in a depressed state. They get on with life. But in relatively unhappy ways. So much better if they actively pursued happiness.  And they don't. Maybe for some odd reason. Maybe some day I'll establish a happiness clinic. I'll get a medical degree. And happiness will be my specialty. I'll advertise. Come to me if you want to learn to be happy. --Jim Broede

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