I don't think of enjoying life as a constant state, rather intermittent blips of happiness that I'm grateful for that I wouldn't be able to experience if I wasn't alive. A lot of my joy has to do with my son, seeing him grow up, teaching him things, conversations with him... More practically, video games, movies and TV shows, music, good food, rain, animals, and sleep. Less practically, I hold on to the hope of things to come; I hope I will meet someone who I can love and who will love me back, get married and enjoy each other's company for as long as we can. I think it's about having a mixture of little things and big things to keep you here