So, the study's over. It asked me a bunch of questions about how happy I was, what I did, that sort of thing. A day of living moment-to-moment is finally over.
But today could have been very different. Based probably on the last digit of my phone number, I was told to live moment to moment. If I had an even number, I'd likely have been told to live today in such a way that I could look back on it, now, and be happy with it.
I kind of wish I got that one. It asked me, actually, and I said so in the strong affirmative.
The last hour was kind of dead. I'm tired, and still sick. I had some intruding news that didn't help. I had managed to keep real life out of today until the very end. Sugar crash like all heck.
But what would I have done if I had spent the whole day living a day I'd have been happy with?
It had certain suggestions, namely, the answers I didn't give. I had to live for pleasure right now, so prayer and meditation was out; volunteering was out; doing anything really planful was out. Anything that would pay off tomorrow was out. Anything that paid off for other people was out. This was a very selfish day, which meant I ate a lot of mangoes and read some good sci-fi but didn't really grow, or help anybody. Really, I had a 7/10 on fun, honestly.
It asked me if I'd rather live my whole life happy moment-to-moment, or in a way that it was a happy life looking back on it. I chose the latter.
Or, I guess, I chose it on the survey. I'm not sure I have the wisdom, patience, and fortitude to choose it in real life.
This has been quite a day. Possibly the hardest $5 I've earned in a while, but it's been good. But it'll be good to get to sleep, and wake up tomorrow, and decide what kind of day it's going to be.
Good night, everybody; try to be happy tomorrow, one way or another.
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A penitential day of delayed-gratification hard work on your dissertation awaits.
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