Happiness Is A Symphony

"The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it." —Anton Chekhov I am sitting in a cafe, eating a warm baguette with salty butter.  My body is satisfyingly sore from a morning run.  My breath is slow and soft.  My mind is puzzling over the complex concept of happiness, tangled in philosophy and... Continue Reading →

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