I’ll admit that I am a bit of a hedonist. There are times when I’ve pursued pleasure without thinking enough about consequences.
But after being intentionally celibate for some time now, I’ve begun to find more pleasure in the small things, the daily things as well.
Here’s a quick list.
- Taking a boiling hot shower on a cold, rainy day
- Eating a whole meal with just my hands (preferably something with gravy / sauce)
- Crawling into bed after a long, tiring day
- The feeling of Ming’s fingers intertwined with mine
- The taste of meat, cooked perfectly in lots and lots of butter
- Crusty bread, just crunchy enough on the outside and soft on the inside
- The smell of rain in the air, especially on days when I’m more introspective
- Completing a big project or a task competently
- Checking off the last item on my to-do list
- Reading a nerd joke buried in a technical guide
- The sound of Jacob snoring or his sleep-woofs
- Meeting someone new who immediately feels comfortable to be around
- Making a cocktail, and getting it right on the first try
- Getting a response to an email I didn’t expect a reply to
The list could go on. And what I’ve realized is that the pursuit of happiness is a lie. We don’t have to pursue it.
Rather, we must look for it in the nooks and crannies of the life we’re living. Happiness is already there.