What do our feathered friends know that we don't know? More importantly, why do we sometimes lose the ability to feel sheer joy and pure, unadulterated contentment? You know ... the kind of true gratification and excitement observed while watching a dog with a stick or Frisbee in its mouth, or a squirrel upon finding an acorn, or a bird after discovering the motherlode of fast food left behind in the parking lot.
This little gift shop sign made me stop and take pause about a simple concept which is not always simple to remember: We tend to seek happiness when happiness is actually a choice.
