Just a deep thought while I work on dissecting the ridiculous recent article in the WSJ about men being immature and women being left standing relationship and babyless (I’m siding with you, boys!). My insightful thoughts on that garbage to come later.

For now:

I always loved the line from Whitest Boy Alive’s 1517 : “As if happiness exists in the world at a fixed amount. And if you feel up somebody somewhere else feels down.” First of all, this is right in line with my balance theory. Life is all about balance. We should shoot whoever keeps saying “Everything in Moderation.” Moderation stinks. I want passion. I want 100 percent. I want to be all in. I want to eat half a pizza once in awhile. Those people that can have two bites “just to satisfy their craving” are crazy. That is not satisfying! As long as I balance it with 5 extra miles the next day, no harm done. I was able to indulge, right? You just need balance. If you go far out on the beam in one direction, you better have the will power and wearwithall to get back to the other side. I find those that choose to straddle the middle boring, but to each his own, as long as there’s balance. I have found that this theory works with pretty much anything in life.

Except happiness.

At first I used this fixed amount of happiness philosophy shared in that catchy tune to make myself feel better when having a rough time. I would tell myself that this just means that someone else in the world is getting their deserved happy moment. But then that would make me feel better and I’d realize that feeling better meant someone else in the world was feeling bad… Enter vicious cycle. I have decided there is always one exception to the rule and the world does not need to balance happiness. Happiness shall be infinite so go ahead and harness as much as you want.

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