HAPPINESS IS …

I WONDER HOW MANY of my colleagues nudge at the edges of a depressed state when paperwork piles appear both tottering and mournfully neglected? I do. So in the last twenty-four hours I’ve made a concentrated effort to clear the decks. Letters have been posted, emails answered, phone calls (from a late December list, some of them!) attended to, desk drawers cleared out, old service orders shipped to recycling, even the vestment press cleared of some dating back to Noah. And I feel dizzy with delight. I can breathe in my study again. Happiness is …