That isn't a typo. I took a picture of a hawk eating a bunny. I presume the hawk killed the bunny. However, because the bunny is dead, he or she will suffer no more. Only the living suffer. What sort of life did she have anyway? Hopping around, eating grass, hanging out, and sleeping?
Although I just saw an interesting documentary last night called Love Thy Nature. Once again, the benefits of a natural, whole foods, plant-based (vegan) diet were extolled. That's a goal of mine: to eat no processed foods. Sugar is the great Satan. I'm so lazy, though. It's so easy to open a bag of chips. I have to at least try it, though. It could work as a natural antidepressant. Wouldn't have to cook or wash pots and pans either. This film also suggested that we're happier when we're outside: not on a busy street in a city, but in nature. I had suspected that. Since I finished my book, which there hasn't been any interest in yet, that is here: https://www.amazon.com/Farts-Literature-featuring-Bald-D-Bag-ebook/dp/B074MCFPVD/ref=sr_1_2?s=digita I've got more time to spend outside, so I think I'll do that.
Another missing part of the happiness equation for me is friends; I have none. Though I feel like all the world's animals are my friends. It is my goal, at work, to pet at least one dog a day, and, most of the time, I'm able to do that. The best thing, by far, about my job is that dogs are allowed to be there. Coworkers have also brought in a cat and a ferret.
I am alone. Yesterday, I went to a library that's fairly far away. I went for a walk along the Erie Canal. There was some sort of an event going on. There were a lot of people around, and a band was playing loud music. I didn't know that would be happening. If I had, I might have avoided it. All those people, socializing with their friends and family members, made me feel extra lonely.
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