Unfortunately, you can’t buy happiness, because happiness doesn’t come from doing things that make you feel good. Happiness doesn’t come from laying on the beach, or vacationing in Europe, or shopping, or eating, or drinking, or partying, or fucking. Happiness doesn’t even come from playing with your kids.
Happiness comes from doing things you’re proud of.
You can’t be proud of winning the lottery. You can’t be proud of eating, or drinking, or fucking. You can’t be proud of playing with your kids on a Sunday in September.
You can be proud of things that take effort and dedication. Building things, creating things, doing a job properly, diligently, and with skill. You can be proud of playing with your kids every night after a long day of work, when you’re tired and don’t want to, because you know it’s good for them.
Don’t fall into the easy trap of equating pleasure with happiness.