The feeling you get when you just walked out of a warm place onto the windy, cold and yet reinvigorating street. I love everything about it: the first sensations of the winds coming to you, the smell of coldness and the general feeling of being free;
Random good deeds or just politeness from strangers;
The smell of salty, seasoned rice stemming from the little hole on the lid of the rice cooker;
Bubble wrap;
How I feel just before I fall asleep;
People smiling at you when your eye randomly cross;
The stains on the pillars of the gates I walk past every morning that look like poetic faces;
Being in movement, be it on a bus, train, car or just walking around;
Sleeping in a park;
Foggy autumn mornings;
The 'good deed feed' on the Metro I sometimes read on the morning bus;
Absolutely anything related to the Beach Boys, like finding a single CD no one knows or care about and thanking the world for the existence of the kind soul that bothered to put it up for sale in the shop;
Walking into a new city as you come out of the station or airport and feeling its smell for the first time, however unpleasant, as each city has a unique odour;
Everything my dog does, however minor or irrelevant;
And loads more. I just realised there are much more things that make me happy than things that piss me off
