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Going out on a limb here and hoping to dodge a self-induced reality check, I'll say that I am happy and when I'm not, I tell myself I am and try my best to believe it. I call it the "ostrich approach" to my own happiness and it's been a sucess so far. I figure if I can get through the day without realizing that I'm NOT happy, I'm doing OK. And actually, I think I really am a happy person, generally, as there aren't many days that I find myself not wanting to reflect on. I'm constantly working to make myself and my life better, so I'm not incredibly concerned (at this point) about delving into and dissecting the bad days. I'd also like to strongly disagree that negative emotions should be savored. Noted or acknowledged, yes, but savored and dissected, not unless circumstance specifically calls for it. I find that anything more on a regular basis brings me down to very low levels that I'm only rarely at (and usually induced by a specific blow). I hope I articulated that as an accurate representation of what really goes on in my head and how my logic works.
To touch on the satisfied question: Am I satisfied? Rarely. Always room for improvement, if not in my life situations, then within myself. Constantly aware of things that need to be changed and constantly working on those things. A bit of a compulsion, but I think that being able to look back on the things that I have accomplished with satisfaction helps keep me happy. See paragraph one.
It really IS all a journey and we each are the center of our own individual universe.
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A hard man is good to find. ~Mae West
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