I have a friend who sometimes plays Would You Rather with me.
Like Would you rather be a fireman or a plumber?
Would you rather drown in the ocean or be lost in the desert?
Would you rather lose an arm to save someone's life or the ability to speak?
Sometimes her questions are dark, sometimes they are funny. But the other day she said: you are an attractive person, and you style yourself to be more attractive, right? Right, I guess.
But, would you rather give up just 50% of your looks if you could be happy?
And I thought for a bit. I do like the way I look and I do work to look nicer, more enchanced, if you will. And then I realized something and looked at her and said: well, it's not that I don't want to give up what I have, but I am happy.
No, I mean really really happy, said she.
No, I mean really really happy, said I.
And that's the truth of it. I have made a conscious decision to be happy and I am a happy person.
I have faced some adversity, had my share of tragedy, been sad, but at the core of myself,
I am happy.
That Happy song had me doing a car dance at the bank drive-thru yesterday.
Love the music. Enjoyed the visit.
My kids love this game, but it's always super gross stuff and I'll tell them, "Neither, please." They insist you must choose.