Often. I want stuff that affects me. Directly. To go my way.
Of course, that will never happen. But still, it’s food for thought. About a
perfectly planned and regimented life. Everything falling into place. In neat
order. According to script. Would that make me happy? Probably not. There’s
something nice. About being disappointed. In not always getting my way. After
all, tough times made me a better person. Forced to adjust. To improvise. To be
creative. Thereby, giving me a sense of accomplishment. Thing is. If everything
goes my way, it could be bad for others. Better to work for the common good. Yes.
Yes. Merit in self-sacrifice. –Jim Broede
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