The world had become obsessed with finding happiness in the everyday, and it was becoming humankind’s undoing.
Drink cans cracked open would elicit hysterical laughter, the condensation on the cans sending people into raptures. The recycling plants were overwhelmed, and teeth were slowly rotting.
The lacing of a shoe would take hours, children awestruck at the sight of loops becoming bows, blisters developing on their parents’ fingers with each fabric twist against skin.
The TV advert with the singing pigs became addictive, until entire families went mad from the repetition.
With no sadness to measure against, happiness lost all meaning.
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