Happinesses Encore

I'm back at Depaul University, and I couldn't have imagined how good it would feel to be a student in-my-thirties. I love it. I've never been happier with my mind. I've never been happier with my body. I've never been happier with my home. I've never been happier with my country. I've never been happier with all the tiny day-filling minutia that compose my life. From my crappy American car to my squeaky exercise bike; my hoodie collection to my books, hundreds of books; my chef knives to my hair shears; my cameras to my candles - fountain pens, journals, pictures, photos, memories, and gadgets - plenty of cool little gadgets (astonishing how much joy I get from my modest Ipod). I don't have much. I don't have a house, or a boat, or a penthouse in the sky (yum!), but I love every motley little member of the collection of crap called my life. My happiness comes from far simpler things than people might imagine. I have ice water. I have surround sound. I have high speed internet. I have music. I have books, and more important than all of this combined... I have my health. I feel like the luckiest guy alive. I love my life.