When are you happiest?
I am happiest when my conscience is clear, when my worries are few, and when I have a purpose. Nothing kills my happiness faster than fears that I have done something, or someone, wrong. When I am worried my anxiety drowns my chances of feeling happy. While I enjoy leisure and travel I also relish an engaging project.
I can be happy alone at the computer, reading a book, or watching TV but only if those solitary times are balanced with social time. I am happy spending time with my husband, with a friend, or with a group of nice people. I admit that I like attention and that it can contribute to my happiness but I am just as happy watching anyone who has earned it shine.
I appreciate variety, I like choices, yet I may be my happiest when an unexpected pleasure comes my way.