A short thought or poem for the weekend, friends ... Happiness A bee settled on a rose petal. It sipped, and off it flew. All in all, happiness, too, is something little. Trilussa (aka Carlo Alberto Salustri 1871-1950)

It just so happens that you're presented with the chance to read a list of all the people who've ever hated you. It's quite long from what you can see. To help you decide, you compile a list of pros and cons. On one hand, you would know once and for all. On the other […]

Whenever I feel like my life does not measure up (whatever that means), or that I need to somehow "do more" (whatever that means), I find myself leaning into this little poem, and feeling better: "And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To […]