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Let's talk about our feelings. Do you feel good? Are you happy? Are you angry? What is your base emotion? (Have you ever thought about this?)

Lorde was interviewed by Marc Maron and they talked about joy. Joy is temporary and many people aren't comfortable with seeing people express joy. It is hard to hold on to positive emotions. Will love last forever? Will beauty fade? 

They talked about negative emotions. How you can hold on to anger. That negative emotions can be a constant. You can stay angry or sad. You can cultivate these bad feelings and you can count on them. And, weirdly, those negative emotions can be a comfort. 

This really made me think. It is so easy to let go of those positive things. That sunset won't last forever, that delicious meal is soon over. Will you still love me tomorrow? Whereas we hold grudges, we maintain feuds. We can count on our sadness or our anger. There are lovable losers, but winners are arrogant or nasty. 

There is always a fault to be found, or a hurt that has occurred. It's so easy to see how the world is against you or how someone has let you down. You can brace yourself for disappointment. You can prepare for the worst. You can't count on the positive to always be there. But hurt can last forever.

Giggling is viewed as being silly. If you dance down the street, that is not acceptable. But if you brood, well, you're to be taken seriously. Sad gets sympathy and thoughts. 

It seems almost counterintuitive that you would have to work on being positive, but I will work on this. I will make happiness a habit. I will celebrate all that I can.

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