I’ve been happy. It’s been several years but it happened sometimes. The day I bought my 1989 Toyota truck, for instance. And that never soured later, I never regretted that purchase.
My Samsung Galaxy 2, as well.
I wasn’t that happy about my VW GTI as it was a compromise. I bought it used because I’d had so much trouble with jobs, it wasn’t what I wanted and gave me so much trouble. I still try to like it, though.
Janet made me happy. But jobs have been so consistently negative that I no longer get very excited, I keep my expectations low. So even my time with Janet was sour in that respect.
I don’t feel I have much to look forward to. I think future happiness is unlikely, or at least diminished in respect to earlier times.
The sea lions on the Gold Coast were memorable, I came within thirty/forty feet of them and two bulls charged at me. I suppose my time at Pike’s Market was close to happy but I never got back together with Janet like I’d hoped, so it, too, was sour in that respect.
Drunken weekends with Alicia were my high point after 2011. In retrospect, I think she expected sexual advances but… I felt no attraction. Drunken weekends at Cadillac Ranch were my high point in 2010. 🙂
I’d like to accomplish more career-wise. Don’t think it will happen anymore. I would have liked more sex but likewise.
I was happy in 2006 to be in Seattle and (I believed at the time) almost divorced. Ironically sad that my divorce was one of my happiest times.
Yes, I don’t see that I’ll accomplish much more. I believe the wrong things about this world and they’ve became more wrong over the years. What else would make me happy? I can’t think of much else. Perhaps some recognition of how hard I worked and what I accomplished. Unlikely as well, though.
It’s not a world for us anymore. It’s a world for small people, for false people, for false people who believe they are true. It’s a hollow world, a Facebook world, a world of illusion for intangible people.