[success]The greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances. ~ Martha Washington[/success] Last week I was listening to some friends tell me about really, really exciting things happening in their life.  I was happy, I was moved, I was thrilled for them.  They are wonderful people and deserve to have wonderful things happen. But why? Why does happiness disappear. Here we are a week later and am I still hearing of the wonders of their life.  No I’m not. Today all they can talk about is how rotten fate is, how dreadful things are, how miserable life is.  What happened?  Where did the good life go? What happened to la dolce vita? How did it manage to disappear between last week and this.  Is there some unspeakable void that swallows great experiences so we can no longer see them, just like my…