You'd think, after FORTY YEARS of doing my own laundry, cleaning my own home, paying my own bills, cooking my food, having owned two successful businesses, and entertained thousands when I was doing theatre and karaoke I'd treat myself better... think MORE of myself... take some satisfaction knowing I've DONE THE ADULT THING and been successful at it.
But there's nothing. There's no BIG payoff at the end. You just keep walking the path, hoping for the pot of gold and the pot is empty and needs to be washed, just like all the others you've washed in your life.
Sure, you take some solace in having loved a few times and continue to gather the unconditional love of your dogs, but I'm bemused at the lack of contentment.
How do you guys find contentment?
What do you do to calm the desperation?
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