There's math that can be done to determine the seconds in a day.
Other math can count backwards, frontwards all sorts of details.
Leave that the baseball junkies and gamblers.
A few friends loft in what they are missing, forgetting what they have. Marriages are in crisis, jobs are floundering or non-existent, and depression abound. Why? Hard call. Looking for contentment in all the wrong places? It comes down to that always.
"I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances." That's in Philippians, as in "The Book of -"
St. Paul caught on that contentment was not a gimme. He had to learn it. He was proactive in seeking what he needed, direct to ask for it, but content with the result.
I'm content. I'm joyful. Not by accident. By choice.
"Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus."
St. Paul said that too. Find it in Thessalonians, the first book.
There's no smorgasbord of faith here. Like it or not, sulking isn't an option.