We're commonly discouraged from "sweating the small stuff", but then what occupies us so we don't sweat the big stuff, and how do we want to be perceived through these distractions? When our lives fail to conform to our expectations of certain ages and our dreams languish unfulfilled, how does the resulting unhappiness reflect in our carriage? We can spend so many years simply expecting happiness and growing into the comfort zone of anticipation, but what are we to do when the Autumn years approach and nothing's happened? Do we have to accept our lot or are we apt to risk and bargain? Of course this is all up to differences in interpretation, personality and circumstance, but where the more successful revel in their answers, many endure misery, unwilling or unable to break out.
