If happiness came in pills, we’d all be addicts.
If happiness grew on trees, we’d all be fat.
If happiness came from money, no wealthy person would commit suicide.
If happiness came from asparagus, we’d all have stinky pee.
If happiness came from pickles, we’d all sweat dill.
If happiness came from achievement, we’d all have master’s degrees.
Get the picture?
Happiness is a choice. Period.
Rebecca Carpenter, copy editor and author 