I just remembered my time walking to work in a snow storm. Hating my life and feeling like a drone with no purpose other than to work. It was at a hard time of my life, so the monotony of my life was extra hard to deal with at that time. Anyways, some time later I started crossing paths with this man. He was always smiling at me, saying "good morning" and moving out of the path for me to walk past him (there was a thin path of downtrodden snow). I don't know why, but this moved me to tears everyday I meat him. So yeah, happines or compassion or something. Good feelings