I cannot give it much detail, is the problem. What it would require is simple to understand. A life where there is surprise, adventure, change, a world never still, but where no one has to starve or fear to lose a home. A good life should never be a static thing, it should be one that changes us as we experience it, and in that change what makes us happy will change, too. Trying to picture a world without hatred is difficult to me, because I have experienced both sides of it so fervently it has warped me. I want a world not without any pain or discomfort, but without any true suffering. That, to me, is as close to the impossible nature of "perfect" as we could come. I will not know a perfect life until I experience it.
