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True story from 1980's : a widower with 3 kids and $20k annual salary described how his family feasts on meals like royalty in their house, take vacations in their station wagon, or pull their sailboat with their truck to the nearby lake, etc..., in short, enjoyed life. A childless couple with annual income of $70k were lamenting their predicament, complaining how they are so poor they only have one brand new Mercedes with impossible payments, had to scale back eating at fancy restaurants down to every other day, complaint after complaint after complaint... The widower lived in a modest house, not a mansion, owned inexpensive 3 used cars in working conditions (sailboat was also used), purchased food in bulk or on sale, froze it for months on end then would take out bits and cook them at home, etc...
We live in a world in which even minimum wage can pay for a decent bachelor pad for a single individual, afford plenty of food, a car, even leave money on the side; we live in a society where taking strolls through the park in peace can refresh more so than tuning into gossip or whatever... We also live in a culture where people spend money for a breakfast at a fast food joint that could have afforded several days worth of nutritious raw ingredients to cook three meals a day at home; a culture shoving latest and pricy gadgets down our throats we not only often don't need, but even come to realize they do not satisfy.
Whether people are or are not meant to be happy in general, most often it comes down to poor choices thanks in part to the dysfunctional environments in which we are raised, which prepare us for flaming failure when the hyped up dream they wiggle before us is based upon unattainable illusions which often lead individuals into apathy, cynicism, even despair. Awareness of alternatives and the courage not to follow the crowd into typical disaster, helps transition towards contentment in life in spite one's meager circumstances in life. I once knew a retired poor old guy living in an ordinary shack in a small town, with humble furnishings, enjoying taking strolls down the mainstreet and chatting with neighbors, leading a quiet unassuming humble life on the equivalent of less than minimum wage income - upon his death turns out he had millions in the bank, but, they weren't the source of his happiness, living life each day simply and authentically did. My two cents. -Pat