not satisfied with first world issues...

I'm lucky. I have a house, a partner, some nice friends, a family. I have clothes to wear, cars to drive, a job to go to and generous health insurance. My pension fund is still up and running and I have the great fortune to have more than enough to eat.

But I am unhappy. And from the looks of it, I'm not alone. I'm not going to into all the reasons posited in the article, I'm just here to relate that I've got a profound sense of discontent going on that

1. I haven't been successful in kicking,
2. That I don't feel I deserve.

So I've the continual ennui of a person who has enough but can't feel sufficient gratitude to make themselves happy. Oh I've read that an important factor in dealing with such angst is to help other people and to that end I now work in a job where I'm almost continually helping people. It is diverting, yes, but at the end of the day, I still feel unsatisfied and lucky all at the same time. Hmph.

Maybe I'll go eat an apple.

One clue that I have identified is that I've recently gone on a diet. And not eating what I want and forcing myself to exercise when I'd rather masquerade as a couch cushion lays bare any sort of immediate gratification. As I've mentioned before in my tweets, chocolate croissants go a long way toward improving my mood...much farther in fact than a 50 minute work out. At least in the short run.

Sigh.