Pleasures of Well-Being

After a sufficient sleep, a routine of yoga breathing and exercises, a nutritious meal but not heavy along with a glass of fine wine (you're getting old--you can't overeat like you used to without feeling sluggish and stupid afterwards), a good reading, and an articulate exposition of your thoughts on paper, you feel pleasurable and want to duplicable the experience. Fuck, let's be honest here. Sometimes you even feel strong and superior and have a clear sensation of soaring high above simpletons who are stuck in the soggy sordidity of sophistry and scurrilousness and ignorance, not to mention selfishness and cowardice.