But I used to see contentment as something to strive for rather than something I could simply choose.

Honest to goodness, so much of this post resonates. What wankers we were in our youth to believe it otherwise.

When you’re dead, you don’t know you’re dead — all the pain is felt by others. The same thing happens when you’re stupid.

Sometimes I'd give anything to be stupid, so I didn't walk around being veritably annoyed by all the idiots I encounter on a daily basis. Either that or a plague to reduce the population so that I don't encounter as many people.

Mind you, I'm sure they think the same of me.