It's not hard to make me happy. However, the same applies otherwise. Some people call it moody. I call it jazz bermelodi discordant.
I easily feel happy with simple things (although gradually I can go back to gray because of something else), I also find myself laughing loudly (?) At some point, asking another question in my mind:
"Is this really the source of my pleasure?"
One of them # Wandering around
Perhaps only a small percentage of people who do so may not. But I find myself enjoying the moment as I sit still, in the middle of a crowded center and watching people pass by. Stations and parks, for example.
You're so enjoying people's life and finally forgetting your own mess up life.
In addition to sitting quietly on my bench, I also often find myself enjoying the moment where I watch the cinema, around the mall, to karaoke, alone. Once I once decided to travel to an area I had never been (alone).