For you others: although I haven’t decided to clip my pedometer on, Mandy’s low numbers match with my experience, and I might just compete to see whether I can match them.

I’m very pleased that you have found such happiness with writing.

I struggled through 5 years of hell writing down what I had to say and in the end came up with nothing of use but the lesson that I had to do it all differently, if I were to do it at all, which I haven’t. Yet.

The world needs more books that spread the light and love of life regardless of, perhaps even because of, the harder realities.

I came here to read your older posting on a cure for apathy and found your answers and the following discussion to be of a higher understanding than most ideas published on the web.

Whatever you’re smoking, eating or drinking, keep doing it.

It would appear that drawing from people’s contribution to this message board, apathy can be traced to a few certain factors.

First up, and I believe that most would agree with me,

Lacking motivation in life
Sometimes it feels as if nothing can truly satisfy us. Work, school, family, friends, relationships? What does it truly matter anyway? Fact is, the only true satisfaction we can receive in life is death. If we acheived true satisfaction in life, there would no longer be any reason for living.
So basically, we can equate being too satisfied with apathy as well.

Intelligence
Didn’t Hemingway say that the rarest thing on earth was an intelligent man who was happy? Obviously, the only people who are capable of this jaded emotion known as “happiness” or even “content” or those who don’t hold the mental ability to see the true bleakness of life and the hopelessness of it all.

I am so happy to read your November posts which tell of you writing 50,000 words plus. I don’t know how you do it!
Love Ya,
Andrea