I choose to be happy, healthy, and successful.

Three words on a sticky note by the mirror do nothing on their own. What does something is that one of them got booked, the appointment postponed since spring.

Happy, healthy, successful pull against each other over a week and support each other over a decade. In any given month you're trading between them, whether or not you admit it.

Choosing them isn't declaring them. It's the duller version: deciding what this month is allowed to cost, and which of the three has waited long enough.