Hey, I'm just counting on you guys.
I figure there's the people that think life is perfect and nothing bad will ever happen.
That is infinite happiness.
Then, there the guys that calculate inevitable doom in x number of years.
That is finite happiness.
My pragmatic side says to be aware of the end of the short pier I'm walking on.
That pier that goes on out of sight ain't worth thinking about.
Please seat yourself.
I like the very things you hate.