Life is all about choices. Like: Remove your shoes, or scrub the floor. Gee. Speaking of which, never laugh at your wife’s choices. You’re one of them. Heh. So, have you convinced yourself that happiness is something that happens to some folks and not others? Well, guess what? You can actually choose to be happy. What do you choose today: anger, hate, sadness, or love? If you spend your precious days dwelling on the past or fretting about the future, what do you suppose happens to your “present”?