What does your happiness routine involve? What kinds of things do you routinely do to keep your sanity, or to treat yourself to something nice?

I don’t do enough of this, especially right now. But I’m more of an introvert than I like to think, and I’m happiest when I’m walking down a street, late at night on my lonesome; or (as tonight) when I stay back in the office, in the quiet, and with the lights off. It’s calm. I miss calm. Calm heals.

When I was asked to actually come up with a Happy Place in therapy (yes, they actually do do that), I came up with Mezedakia. The only decent Greek food place in Greektown, Melbourne. Serving Greek home cooking, with smiling waitstaff who know to bring me a rakomelo (honey and raki), good rebetika playing on the sound system, and overlooking from afar the poseurs and buzz of Eaton Mall. (Well, it was the only decent place; Mykonos Taverna is a second now, with both good atmosphere and good food, and live if delightfully out of tune music.)