To love another is the only thing worthwhile in our lives. Everything else is superfluous. And yet, we worry so much about our jobs and our checking accounts and, most important, how we appear to our fellow Man. We worry less about the wasp in the chickencoop and the rest of the ugliness that surrounds us. Our time here is, in my opinion, laughably pointless. Depends on how much you've had to drink I guess. MY point is, I'm always fascinated by how seriously We take ourselves. Thompson had it right. You buy the ticket and take the ride. No more, no less. The only thing worth fighting for is someone to share the journey with.
You make a good point. I've been very depressed lately and sometimes I fear she is the only thing holding me together. It's not healthy. Selfish too. I appreciate you calling me out. I guess I was just trying to say Man is not an island. I don't do well trapped in my own mind.
I completely understand what you mean with your original post, but don't you think that loving and accepting ourselves and being happy are the most important things? You can never escape you. If you can be contented with your own company, then I'm certainly envious!