The great philosopher Immanuel Kant once said, “Happiness is not an ideal of reason, but of imagination.”
What say you, 3.5 readers?
I’ll admit, I have wasted my life thinking if I only get this or that or the other thing or achieve x y or z I will be happy and now that I am older I realize maybe I should have looked for happiness in the journey rather than wait for the destination that never seems to be reached.
Perhaps it is unreasonable to be happy. It is illogical to be happy. How can we be happy when we know full well that one day we are going to plotz? That we are but a mere tragedy away from losing our homes, our lives and/or everything we hold dear? Honestly, we are probably idiots if we aren’t up all night long, worrying about every conceivable thing that could hurt us.
So perhaps happiness must be imagined. Imagine that your significant other is the best lover on earth with the prowess of a Greek god or goddess. Imagine that your house is a mansion. Imagine that your TV is a 60 foot plasma. Imagine that your whiny little lap dog is a majestic dire wolf.
Find the happiness in your head, 3.5 readers.
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