Birthday dinner last night with Mrs. B's buddy and husband---if by "dinner" you mean salad and cheese and paté and Champagne. We were all in a merry mood and why not? It's Paris in the spring.
But more than that--for some reason or other, we had the good luck to be aware of our good luck. We're all in our 60s or 70s surprised, nay flabbergasted, to be prosperous and in good health and, yes, still alive.
I believe Epicurus says that the right attitude towards the end of life is gratitude. And if you aren't grateful, he adds, why would you want life to go on anyway? And he says that one of the marks of a good life is sharing a meal with good friends.
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