The problem is, we try to find happiness in things, materialistic things. When instead, we should be finding happiness in and for people.

It's the same reason why our grandparents and the people from their time are so much more socially engaging. They didn't need objects to feel involved, they had each other.

We think of ourselves as smart beings, but is living the same life and the same routine and expecting things to change on their own a smart thing to do? Hell no. That's what insanity is.