Most of us tend to divide our lives into these big peak moments of enormous happiness or horrendous sorrow on the one side, and everything else in between those moments, which we consider to be mundane, boring, and unimportant, on the other. In doing so, we miss out on almost our entire lives. If our brains are trying to regulate us, as Loewenstein, I think, quite rightly assumes, then is it those big experiences of intense happiness that we really want? Are those peak moments what really make us happy?
