Can journalism make you a happier person?
I read a lot of news, and most of it’s pretty depressing. Someone is bombing someone. Someone else is molesting. Someone else is killing. Someone else is kidnapping. Someone else is abusing. It’s a pretty terrible world.
Reflection is something. I think about my day out loud and openly voice my discontent at the various things that happened today. But when it comes to writing it out…it’s different. I don’t want to write negative things. So I am forced to find the positive in nearly everything.
And there starts the happiness.