I dated the same (great) guy for three years, but looking back over my handwritten confessions, you would have thought I was dating Mussolini.
I’m definitely not experiencing or deriving any happiness from the sunset at this point.
Because quieting the mind is the only way to feel lasting happiness.
Getting a boyfriend didn’t make me happy because my mind constantly came up with reasons things should be different.
You can still enjoy those things, of course you can, but you don’t have to put the entire weight of your happiness on them.

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