Happiness Is Not The Goal of Life.

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Scroll through the green smoothies, pastel backgrounds, and earnest longing of Instagram. Drive through the winding desert, between the suffocating skyscrapers, and up the coast. You’ll find the same yearning for that elusive feeling of happiness everywhere you turn.

Most days, I think my hands weren’t made for texting. For hours of typing. For the internet. They were made for warm presses, tending…