Happiness Nazis. I am sure that you know one or two. As soon as you dare consider dribbling out a tiny bit of dissatisfaction about your life, they are onto you telling you what percentage of the world’s population do not have clean drinking water. Wonderful. So now I have a guilt trip on top of being miserable. The thing is though. I want to be a Happiness Nazi. Or at least share the Happiness Nazi’s constant joy of life. The guarantee that every day will be a happy, sunshine-filled day of smiles and joy. How do they do it? … Continued