14,000 Things To Be Happy About

There's a book with that title. Robbie gave it to me, and it's still on my nightstand with his inscription. I've been wondering lately what there is to be happy about. What makes any of us happy? Doing what you love to do is too easy and obvious. Happiness isn't just a mood, and I'll choke if I hear it's a journey. I just wonder what will make me happy in this world because G-d knows I'm rotten. I don't like my life but don't have the strength to make changes. I guess when I can't stand it for much longer, I'll do something about it. Like move. Lose my roommate and move into a smaller flat, where I won't have to label my food with my name. But that's running from unhappiness, not the same really as moving toward happiness. Does anyone have this figured out?