A little parable from Kurt Vonnegut:

Kurt Vonnegut tells his wife he's going out to buy an envelope...
“Oh, she says, well, you're not a poor man. You know, why don't you go online and buy a hundred envelopes and put them in the closet? And so I pretend not to hear her. And go out to get an envelope because I'm going to have a hell of a good time in the process of buying one envelope.
I meet a lot of people. And see some great looking babies. And a fire engine goes by. And I give them the thumbs up. And I'll ask a woman what kind of dog that is. And, and I don't know. The moral of the story is—we're here on Earth to fart around.
And, of course, the computers will do us out of that. And what the computer people don't realize, or they don't care, is we're dancing animals. You know, we love to move around. And it's like we're not supposed to dance at all anymore."
Let's all get up and move around a bit right now... or at least dance

Vonneguts little parable made me think about my boyhood. My mother would scold me for not coming directly home after school - I farted around on my walk home from school if the weather allowed it. I would investigate stuff I found in a ditch or along the street - I would stop to pet a dog over a fence - I would meander along a short path through some shallow woods and sometimes I would stop to talk to people I did not know and who did not know me. In hindsight I'm sure my boyish questions were sometimes annoying to grown ups I might have attempted to engage on my after school adventures. Vonnegut is right - the goal is NOT to find the singular envelope the goal is to experience the people and things you otherwise would never have seen but for the quest itself. Like life itself - its the process that gives meaning to living...happiness is not a destination - it is a somewhat random journey - it is the walk of life that gives meaning to our lives.