Someone (I think it was an Arab Emperor) once said that if you add up all the truly happy moments in your life you’ll find that they’ll add up to only a few hours. It seemed an accurate observation at the time when I read it. It also now has me making a list of what those happy moments were, to see if I can begin to total them up.
One happy moment from many years ago: I had been in Colorado Springs for work, and needed to take a very early flight out of Denver the next morning. The sun had barely begun to rise across the peaks of the mountains surrounding the city. I was in a yellow cab with a driver from Ethiopia. He pushed Play on a rickety old tape deck, to fill the cab with music like this.
It made me glad to be alive.