Sometimes it seems that the aspects of my life with which I am happiest are those which are least mutable. If something can be changed, I am likely to change it, out of dissatisfaction. If something cannot be changed, I am likely to find it perfectly acceptable or better. Unfortunately it's difficult to sort out what is cause, and what effect.

[Exception: The walls of the TurboPalace have been bare white since I moved in three and a half years ago.]