Most people, my past self included, think that happiness is a destination. One you reach after you tick off a long, challenging list of tasks that validate your worth to this exclusive club called happiness. The reason why this perception is faulty – and ultimately, it does the opposite of its purpose, by letting happiness slip through your fingers as an elusive idea – is because it’s not a destination to begin with. It’s not a reward if you’ve been good enough by doing this and that. Chasing that eternally elusive…