Once upon a time there was a old man who sat on a park bench and he looked angry… he came to this park often, and each time carried anger–crossing his arms, scowl on his face, puffing and huffing every now and then. Each time someone passed the bench they would take recognition of this anger, and they would not approach him, had distance with him, and avoided him. Anger does that sometimes, causes more space in between people….

One day a kid passed by the bench, this kid was familiar with the park and played in the park often. He saw the old man many on the bench and realized that he was not carrying the same scowl he had before, he seemed to have a smirk on his face. His hands were comfortably placed by his sides instead of in the crossed-armed manner they usually were in. The kid went passed this man, looked at him, and then did a double-take in surprise. He noticed this about the old angry man, and then decided to speak to him… “excuse me sir” the boy said… “I notice you in the park sometimes, and I often see you so angry… today it is different and I wanted to see what was going on?” … the old man sat quietly for a second and then responded “today is different, today I am happy”. The boy was curious once more and asked him why he felt this way, to which the old man said ” for years I chased happiness, trying to find it and have it, it did not work. Each time I felt so unhappy with the recognition that happiness wasn’t there. I decided I was tired of trying to be happy, and the most amazing thing happened. When I let go of the chase for happiness, I woke up and recognized that I am the most happy I have been”….

(classic moral story)