Everyone may have similar things that make them happy, but what in particular makes you happy? Some are easily pleased with the smallest of pleasures, like seeing a baby smile or warm socks on a cold day.
Then there’s the cold beer on a hot day crowd, and if you really want to raise the happiness bar add a side of salty fries. OK I’m getting a little too simple, but I’m just sayin’.
Riding in a limousine is certainly up there on the happiness meter. Usually it means that there’s a special occasion afoot. Wedding, anniversary, prom, big deal date, the list goes on. Or maybe it’s just a ride to the airport and you can sit back knowing you’ve earned the right to let yourself be chauffeured around like the royalty you are.
We are all over the map with what makes us happy.
Being happy differs culture to culture. Why would anyone – at least not anyone I know want to be subjected to pain and torture to enter the right of manhood? I mean have you seen the National Geographic specials where the young men are pierced in places that I will not mention to gain the entrance into manhood? In a word – Yikes! Nonetheless that makes them happy because they are officially regarded in a higher esteem by their fellow kinsmen.