Last night, a wise young lady caused me to reflect on the idea of happiness. It’s something that every sentient being desires. Your cat would like a full belly and a comfortable nap in the sun. Pet your dog and see how he responds. Does he close his eyes in bliss? A flower turns its face to the light. Even a bug scurries away from the threat of your shoe. So, if all sentient beings seek their own definition of happiness, why does the concept remain so elusive for human beings