I spent today thinking about how to be happy. It started when I was getting a pedicure. I was blathering away in nonsensical Spanish, remarking apologetically about my gross feet. In my head, I was wondering how to say “square but round” in Spanish (turns out it doesn’t translate). That was when it occurred to me: I was happy. First, it was a breezy summer day. Second, I had gotten a free iced coffee. Third, my nails were being transformed from “Alpine-Climbing-Disaster-Neutral” to “Charged-up-Cherry-Pink”. Happiness is an instinct. These days, I am able to state my level of happiness with just a few seconds thought. It is caused and…
How To Be Happy
