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Every now and then I stop to review what has now been a moderately long and active life, and one aspect of it I’ve been looking at lately is this: In which of those many situations was I happiest, on a daily basis?
The answer to such a question depends upon a goodly number of personal factors, of course, but all those years provide a lot of data, and they’ve brought me to a clear conclusion: The more I was removed from the clamor of the world, the happier I was.
And it’s interesting to add that my “removed from the clamor” times included urban settings, not just rural places and quiet suburban places. What mattered was my mind being disengaged from the loud voices of the world… seeing myself as “other” to them.