I’ve got a great job as a naval officer/aviator which keeps me traveling around the world, and I’ve got much more money coming in than going out.
My social life sucks, but I can’t complain because it’s something I have control over, and the bottom line is that right now I’m too lazy to change it. So consider me another happy camper.
I never considered myself to be living the good life, but then I read in the newspaper that only 13% of the U.S. (the richest country in the world) has a yearly income of over 100 thousand dollars. Now, I consider myself to be elite.
Well I just like to comment by saying that I live the great life. I have a great paying job, a wonderful relationship with a beautiful woman, and all I do besides work is play around. I gots to say it just couldn’t get any better if I made the wish myself.
I’m definitely leading the good life. Here’s how I know:
[ul][li]I’m sitting in a nice apartment watching the sunrise on a perfect spring morning. [/li][li]I’ll spend this evening with the best of friends surrounded by good conversation and bad jokes, and I spent last weekend surrounded by about 100 warm, witty, wonderful people. [/li][li]I have a job which challenges the daylights out of me, but which I honestly love. [/li][li]Some old wounds I’d resigned myself to living with are actually healing.[/li][li]I’m getting a chance to make a difference in the lives of some young people I know, and maybe even change some of the things which once scarred me.[/li][li]I’ve finally found the acceptance I once would have given anything for.[/li][li]I have enough money, and the means to get more. [/ul][/li]
I complain a bit, too, and I also admit to some old scars and fears, but life right now is the best it’s ever been, and shows signs of continuing to improve.