Bliss In Practice

I was thinking about Snow White in her constant sleep. When I was a little girl, I wondered what she was dreaming about. As I got older, I became fascinated with Shakespeare. My favorite tragedy was Hamlet. The soliloquy lines “In that sleep of death, what dreams may come?” presented the same question. Despite the worried look on my family's faces whenever they were presented with my morbid fascinations, I began to realize how a certain set of social norms directed us toward a life that felt more like death. Isn't it normal to make your objective and your focus your career, a family, your physical appearance? Aren't these worthy goals? The accumulation of things can make us happy, can't they? Don't you want a bite of that shiny red apple? Most people will confirm that they do and should make one or more of these things their priority. What happens if you make your career your main objective, and you get laid off or fired? What happens wh