We all know it when we see it, but how does one define happiness? Where does it come from and how do we get it? Much like describing color to the blind; the ideal of happiness is as common of knowledge as the sky being blue. For Hector, a London psychiatrist who lived a painfully routine life. On paper he had it all, a good job that he likes, a girlfriend named Clara that he adores and caters to his mundane, well planned existence.
Hector eventually realises that he may not be actually happy. Content, but not happy. Lingering feelings for an old flame and the constant fear of being mocked by Clara’s peers; Hector decides to throw caution (and his checking account) to the wind in search of happiness. Makes sense. How can a psychiatrist council the depressed, when he isn’t happy himself? With his notebook and pen at the ready, Hector embarks on a journey of self-discovery and the real pursuit of happiness.