Nothing’s happened for me to write about today, things are calm and quiet, but I have had one thought on what it takes to be happy:
I don’t believe there’s a universal secret to happiness, we’re too varied, one person’s blissful life is another’s miserable cage. So there is no rule book or map to follow, you just have to use trial and error to work out what’s right for you. Experiment, explore, ask questions. And then, when you’ve found the life that gives you peace and meaning, you have to develop the strength of mind to ignore all the people telling you you’re wrong about it.
Hopefully tomorrow there’ll be the usual ridiculousness to write about, I’m not much of a philosopher.
The image is a face sculpted in sand taken next to the Thames.