This week’s news stories have caused me to reflect on my good fortune.
On hearing this I was at first shocked as I envisaged the hardships of my fellow humans, and envied the dreamy life of those in the lucky 1%.
But after shock came surprise:
- I realised that I – as part owner of a house in Teddington – was probably amongst that 1%!
- Additionally, my annual salary of £53,000 (about $80,000) placed me amongst the 1% of highest earners globally (link, link).
- And my PhD in Physics must surely place me amongst the top 1% of best educated people.
And in addition to my astonishing income, wealth and education, I have been blessed with a beautiful wife and two healthy children.
Reflecting on these facts, I have been curious as to why – given my obvious and astonishing good fortune – I did not wake up each morning full of joy.
In fact I spend most of my life chronically anxious – worrying about my family, my weight, my work, or about the minutiae of one scientific endeavour or another.
But if all this good fortune isn’t enough to make me happy – or to allow me to feel happy – then what am I waiting for?
So I have resolved to be happier.
- If you see me and I am not smiling: please kick me!