Happy Days Book

Read this and then watched the Broadway Theatre Archive production featuring Irene Worth. One of the most depressing works I have ever had the opportunity to encounter. There is much debate as to the meaning of the play - here is my interpretation: by 'grounding' ourselves into a 'happy' existence we are actually subordinating our essence...and that will ultimately destroy who we really were becoming. "I have measured out my life with coffee spoons" is the way most of us will pass from our existence...most of us will not even "...rage against the dying of the light" because our light died long before we did - metaphysical zombies. No more talk of Mr. Beckett until after Christmas...(something tells me Mr. Beckett would have LOVED to be the top elf for Krampus!)