It feels good in this moment to be happy, content. The feeling resembles a warm blanket on a cold night. Comforting, the proper place to be. And instead of trying to build on the happiness–what more do I need to do to keep this going?–it feels good to let the happiness in me just be. All the things that I can do to grow this happiness will be there–they can wait. Now, it’s simply contentment with what is.