Pursuit of Happiness
During the winter at my old job with Washington University, I would step out of McMillan Hospital, shivering in the freezing weather. Every day, I saw an African American man playing his saxophone as pedestrians walked right by, occasionally dropping a few cents into his semi-transparent ice-cream bucket.
Pursuit of Happiness
Life sucks. And when it does, people just complain. I hate the rain. The cold is unbearable. College is kicking my butt. I wish I didn’t have to take this class. My teacher wants us to read 30 pages by Friday. Not only that, but I hate my job, my boss is a jerk, and I’m not getting that promotion I want.