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Originally Posted by Suave
I doubt that. If one day you wake up and you no longer feel the need to acheive a goal in order to be happy, you will be enlightened. The enlightened rarely shoot themselves in the head.
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Well, I don't mean that one has to dream of saving the world or whatever to be happy. I think that for me, dreaming IS being happy, sometimes... I think that's part of human nature, isn't it?
You seem to espose a Buddhist philosophy, which I respect... not needing to be attached to something, just accepting what is in front of you. But is there anything wrong with having goals? I don't think I need hard-line, Nobel-Prize goals to be happy... just little tasks that help me feel like I am doing more than living and dying on this earth, that I am leaving something behind that is helpful to others. Sometimes that's just talking with someone and listening to their problems during the day. But that's one of my goals, you know?... to be of service, somehow. To not constantly be "taking" from the world and not giving back. I dunno.
It's when I grow "comfortably numb" (thanks Floyd) with life that I start to despair. If I had to work, come home, drink beer, watch TV and go to bed every day... well, to be honest, that would be a living hell for me. I would really curl up and die inside. That's the kind of person I am. I'm not saying everyone has to be like that, but that's how I am. I crave being around people who have similar personalities, and I get bored and listless otherwise. Is that a personality deficit? (I'm honestly asking.)
Somedays I do wish I could just be content with the same thing, day in and day out... but I just can't be. I'm not wired that way. Maybe having a child will give me that sense of contentment someday (so that at least I'll have that daily goal of nurturing something, to improve the world somehow), but I'm not ready for that yet. Sigh.
See what I mean by quarter-life crisis?
