Too Much Information

from "Too Much Information" (The Police song)-
"Too much information running through my brain
Too much information driving me insane
Overkill
Overview
Over my dead body
Over me
Over you
Over everybody"

They weren't just whistling Dixie.  That song was released in 1981; they were clearly ahead of their time with those lyrics.  Now, of course, we have the Internet, and this situation has gotten exponentially worse.  Want to know if you should take a certain pharmaceutical (for instance)?  Google it.  You could probably find over a million people that are in favor of it and over a million people who are against it. 
Once again, I'm condemning society.  There are so many, too many, things we have to do in this society: make resumes, apply for work, change jobs, fill out forms, do taxes, make decisions about healthcare, register your car, get it inspected, make decisions about repairs, make decisions about where to live, pay rent/mortgage, pay bills, etc.  This list could go on and on.  There are tons of things to do, remember, and worry/obsess about.  That's not a formula for happiness.  If we are not in the moment, if we are always thinking about what we need to do next, then we will have issues with being happy, content, and well.  Therefore, society gets in the way of happiness and wellness. 
I've seen several documentaries about prison life.  There are a lot of people who prefer living in prison to living outside of it, which speaks volumes about how shitty life in our "free" society is.  They've been there and gotten used to it.  There is no shortage of structure and order in prison.  There aren't many options or choices to make.  What they are going to do, and when they are going to do it, is mostly dictated to the inmates.  They get out, and they often are overwhelmed by all the choices, and decisions to make, that the "outside world" has to offer.  They prefer the simpler way of living.  They are probably onto something.  When it comes to life, simpler probably is better.    

Buuny, 1 Hawk, 0

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.