Happiness on the Elevator

Shocker realization of the day while standing in empty elevator: I am not happy. Though who am I to assume I should be happy, to walk around thinking happiness is attainable. What a privileged existence to consider such a thing as mine for the taking. It’s foolish to expect it. Ridiculous. Absurd. The end. Doors open. Walk out. Pretend this never happened.

But I am reading a really good book about writing right now, slow-devouring on the subway. Someone recommended this book. Who was it? I owe you a thank-you.


7 responses to “Happiness on the Elevator”

  1. I felt the same same same way for the past several months, ie very unhappy. It was leaking out all over. I felt like if I did not do something about it I would go insane and take the rest of my family with me. So I bought (in desperation) the Sylvia Boorstein book “Happiness is An Inside Job” because I like her stuff. It has made a big, like, HUGE difference. Just saying. You might want to check it out.

    I also love the Francine Prose book, a lot.


  2. Lynn Grabhorn’s “Excuse Me, Your Life is Waiting” has been helpful to me. Of course it has taken me 5 years to decide to just FREAKING BE HAPPY and I am not QUITE there yet, it definitely started the process for me.

    If you want to chat about it, I’m here for you.



  3. Thanks so much, Heather. I don’t know how many years it’ll take me to decide to just be happy. Do I have that in me? I sure hope so.


  4. i think that your elevator moment was entirely a good thing.

    just like buddha said:

    1) suffering exists.
    2) suffering arises from attachment to desires.
    3) suffering ceases when attachment to desire ceases.
    4) freedom from suffering is possible by punching suffering in its stupid face.

    or something like that…

    even better and more simply said: “one must imagine sisyphus happy.”

    don’t worry, you. we’ll beat the shit out of suffering together and even if we lose we’ll be sure to have a great time doing it together.


  5. Happiness is not as easy as people think–it’s constant work, keeping that equilibrium! But it’s attainable, it really is! I’m making my way there these days–after a long period of happiness, I slipped into a dark crack in the last year, with only periodic moments of light.

    But it’s possible. 🙂


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