Feel gratitude, daily.

Thoughtful, & conversationally fluent, on a variety of topics.

Must not play the bagpipes.

Yes. Travel was dicier because you just showed up in a random town and took whatever room you could find. Sometimes going door to door, making inquiries.

But people occasionally paid attention to what they were doing and to other people in their immediate vicinity, so that was kind of nice.

Being healthy of mind, body, and in one’s closest interpersonal relationship(s.)

Yes. It’s absolutely attainable.

I subscribe to the thinking of Epicurus — i.e. “Nothing is enough for the man to whom enough is too little.” And Socrates — i.e. “The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.”

My body. 100%. Nothing else is in the ballpark.

Experience.

When my body dies, I see no reason to not let my ego die as well. Trying to do otherwise just seems like a futile plot to keep my snowman upright through July.

Generally, cold. On rare occasion, numb.

In my own body or someone else’s? The question is terribly unclear. (I guess, if the latter, WordPress is a more savage community than I’d assumed.)