Some things are too close for us to be able to see them. They’re too ordinary, too ever-present, too inseparable from our daily lives. Chief among them is happiness.
Most of the time we imagine that happiness is out there somewhere waiting for us. We tell ourselves that if we could only get the right job or find the right person or get enough money, happiness would come into our lives and never leave.
We daydream about the contrast between the before and after. We imagine that life will be divided into the dull, grey slog before we achieved happiness and the non-stop smorgasbord of bliss that comes afterwards.