Blogging little these days. Trying to learn to dance and learn a new computer language all in the "spare" time formerly absorbed by blogging.
For a couple of days now, I have been turning words over in my head about happiness: it is purely internal and reltative, the most subjective sense and masked by our balance of neurotransmitters. In one word, I see it as nearly meaningless. Yet it is universally desired. I will have more to say later but first, here is an appetizer by Shiban Ganju that the coincidences of a small world brought to my screen this morning via good ol' 3 Quarks Daily.