I think I just met the happiest person in the world.

After all, she smiles. She laughs. She jokes. She does everything a happy person is supposed to do.

But why as she smiles, do her eyes become glassy? Why, as she laughs does her forehead start to sweat? Why, when she jokes, does she have to take a deep breath after?

She’s the happiest person in the world, she has to be. She has the perfect house, the perfect family, the perfect friends, the perfect face.

If she isn’t the happiest person in the world, who is? If she isn’t the happiest person in the world, what is she?