​I had a heated debate once with an acquaintance who told me I ought to be happy. Just like that. I should be happy. "What, all the time?" I asked. This person thought, yes, I should be at all times. It was almost like this happiness thing was a physical something that a person could simply obtain and keep. Maybe if I searched in my handbag, I'd find it with the tissues and the crumbs? I'm sure I had it the other day..