What is the happiness? What does it mean to be happy? The answers to these questions are as many as there are people, but there is no doubt that happiness is the illusion par excellence of humanity and of each of us. We all want to achieve happiness, the one with a capital F. Some of us may wish to live in a Hellenic-type paradise where souls live in total harmony, while others, perhaps, envy those who look like a happy puppet with a smile perpetually printed on their face, probably false and hypocritical. Finally, there are those who want to achieve the Buddha's state of enlightenment. Personally, I have a certain mistrust of these ideas of absolute happiness, which seem to me to find a place only in fairy tales. I think these are simply stereotypes that society has passed on to us to make us enter, and keep us, in the character of Alice in Wonderland, which continues to run after the rabbit without ever reaching it. They are myths whose sole purpose is to entertain people with the promise of a wonderful future while they suffer from living badly in the present. and not from possessing or appearing. Let us take some time to reflect on what it means to us to be happy. But let's avoid being inspired by a perfectly abstract and empty concept of happiness, let's just remember those moments when we felt truly happy. We will probably be reminded of the mundane moments of our everyday life and the simple things that made us feel good, situations that did not require a great deal of effort or material resources to materialize. In those moments, we didn't have everything we wanted, but we enjoyed what we had and did. To be happy is simply to feel satisfaction and pleasure in who we are and what we do. Happiness is something as simple and extraordinary as the joy of feeling alive. It is not material things or the way we are considered by others that make a difference in our life, it is the people we have around us, it is the quality of our relationships, in addition to our ability to make sure that everything we do in every moment is truly special and unique. However, how often do we forget to think in these terms? How many times do we allow ourselves to be transformed into slaves of habits that preclude us from developing new interests? How many times do we blame bad luck without realizing that at this very moment we can change course? Too often we lose perspective on what's really important in our life. How many times have we felt happy for the simple fact of being in perfect good health? It seems rather that people find it easier to get sad, depressed and complain, rather than accept this simple and little daily happiness that is offered to us by being alive. Always remember that happiness is a personal decision, not a place that hides behind the corner, but not an unattainable utopia either.