People will spend their lives pursuing happyness. It is the ultimate goal. No matter what path you choose, everyone wants to be happy, fulfilled. Some seek it through money, through fame, through contacts and position. Others through religion, faith, belief. 

Drugs, alcohol, sex, books, movies, music, cliques, groups, furniture, stocks, degrees... what does it take to make you happy? I have spent many years, searching for happyness. Searching for joy, and peace of mind. Trying to find that one thing, that one moment, that will bring me to such bliss and security, that we all seek. I have spent a life trying to find the perfect woman, the perfect relationship, that will complete me and show to the world what a happy and complete person I am. 

Until the day I met Brooke, I had not realized what a waste, my life had been. I had never seen a person so truly happy before. I saw the joy shining from her eyes. The way she moved, the way she laughed, the way she grinned like a chesire cat over the smallest things... I could not understand it. There had to be a secret. She knew something I didn't. She had something I did not. What was it? Her clothes? Her style? Her job? Her family? Maybe she had a boyfriend who made her feel this way? I did not know what it was, but it was something. And I had to have it. 

She stood peering over the edge of the fountain, holding out the rest of her cone to the sole duck floating on the water. After he had carefully taken it from her hand, she sat down next to me.
"What is it Ty?"
"How do you do it? Why are you so happy?"
"Why are you unhappy?"
"I don't know. I try so hard. I have a great job, a great family, amazing friends, an expensive condo, and my car is just sweet. I have had beautiful and lovely girlfriends, and yet every night I stare at the ceiling and wish it would crush me. I am not suicidal... I just sometimes wish something would smite me. That the God I can't believe in would reach out with his finger and push me into the ground. I am tired of seeking happyness. It seems like it taunts me... always just out of reach, until it seems like nothing more than a dream, a hallucination, something people invent in their minds to keep from giving up on life. And then I see you, and you are happy, genuinely, and it shines in your eyes, and I have to know why. I have to know how."

"Oh Ty. The biggest mistake people make in the pursuit of happyness, is that they search for it. Happyness is not something that can be sought, or pursued. You can spend your entire life chasing after it, you might as well try and capture the wind into a jar, or a wave on paper. You will never find happyness until you stop searching for it. Happyness will never come until you are satisfied. And those who are satisfied do not seek."

"How can I be happy if I settle for less?"

"You speak ignorance. Satisfaction has nothing to do with settling for less, but until you understand the difference, you will never be satisfied, and will never be happy. If you are satisfied, you will recognize your limits, you will recognize opportunities and the lack thereof. You will make the most out of your life but will not obsess about that which is beyond your power. You will enjoy the moments you have been given, and you will realize that happyness is not the end of the journey. It is the journey. And the road is satisfaction."