From a story I’m working on:
“I am so happy to have been married and divorced. I recommend it, actually.
Before I was married, I wanted to be perfect. I wanted a man to find me, but I wouldn’t look for him, because that would not be perfect. But after I got married and then divorced I realized that I could make mistakes and it would be okay.
I stopped trying to be perfect. I stopped waiting for life to just happen. I indulged myself.
I looked for Peter, and I found him.”
So. My happiness tip of the day: Make mistakes. Then correct them.
Heck: get divorced.