Stumbling on Happiness, by Daniel Gilbert

This book is about how the human brain imagines its own future, and about how well it can predict which of those futures it will most enjoy. I think the book's premise is that human beings are surprisingly bad at it.

All I got out of it is that the frontal lobe is in charge of planning. They used to take out a part of the frontal lobe to treat anxiety and depression, not realising that the poor fellas with frontal lobotomies, while happy as clams, could not imagine the future. To them, thinking about the future was like walking into a room and being asked to find a chair that was not there.

That's about as far as I got in the book. I will need to keep reading... BUT NOT ENOUGH TIME!!! ARRGH....

(will update post if possible)