The youth that the old envy is accommpanied by the miserable process of getting from 25 to 35. We've got all this health, and all this youth, and you're scared stiff that when it's all said and done, you're not going to amount to a hill of beans; and if you just wait, virtually all the men, by the time they were 45, or 50, amounted to something. Knowing that is such relief, and you just don't know it at 30. I mean, this process is fun - it's all change - but it's just as much fun to have wrinkles and reminisce. The job isn't conforming, it isn't keeping up with the Joneses, it is playing and working and loving, and loving is probably the most important. Happiness is love.
http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2009/06/what-makes-us-happy/307439/?single_page=true
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