In my younger days, I always thought that pursuing happiness is the key to a fulfilling life.  Starry-eyed and vaguely cheerful, I thought the world would be a better place if everyone chases their happy pill. When people seek my advice, I would always share a barrage of positive, optimistic and uplifting ideas.  Having a burnout? Need an escape from your endless parade of bills and workload? I’d often say travel, and find your happiness.  Unhappy with your boss or at work? Go find greener pastures elsewhere, just like what I did in my 20s.   But, today, as I’m standing on the summit of San Carlos Heights in Quiot, Cebu,…