Happiness is. . .

What does it take to be happy? Is it your performance at work? Honestly, I don't think so. If work "defines" who and what you are, what happens if work isn't going so well?

I think that too many people go through life "thinking" they are happy, but don't really know the meaning. Let me give you an example. Yesterday, I saw a grown man (seemingly very irate) behind the wheel of an enormous diesel truck...no not the 53' semi-truck...one of those: "I want to be as big and noisy as an 18 wheeler...but can't afford it...trucks."

Why in hell would you need a very, very noisy "giant" pickup truck? I thought to myself, maybe he pulls horses or travel trailers....or small houses...but no hitch. Maybe he hauls bricks or wood....or sheep....but the bed of his truck (with no tailgate) showed no signs of wear...not a scratch. Ok, maybe he likes the size..."that's it!!" He likes to intimidate other drivers by screaming-up behind them....slamming on his brakes...."banging his hands onto the steering wheel"....and actually getting pissed off that someone stopped at a traffic signal.

I watched in amazement as he weaved from lane to lane....honked at a few drivers....only to end-up at the same location as the rest of the traffic. What a way to live your life. Unhappy at everything!

Maybe if he knew that happiness is not having to listen to your boss talk about how "bad things are" all the time....happiness is the ability to "earn" your pay (not be pigeoned into what the company 'thinks' you are worth)....happiness is spending time with your family.

Happiness is "what you make it." You wake up each day with an opportunity to be in a bad mood...or be happy (insert sh*t eating grin here).