I glanced around and I had realized that spring has sprung. I watched as the dandlions took flight once again. Softly, drifting into the clear blue sky. I sometimes visualized our thoughts do the same thing. Carefully, softly take to the winds, with a loftly breath of air. My afternoon dreamed about these dandilions that danced in the spring blue skies. Those thoughts carried messages, impulses of what happiness is. Some would dare to say they carried messages of happiness is not. I think that’s a hard one to define. Yet I made my students all do it. And so my thoughts bounce around on dandilion puffs of air, thinking about happiness.