Piano melody soothes over my weary unrested body. Have to wonder what all this is for- we drive our metal machines to a job that's making the big man money while we r merely the mice running on the wheel. What inspires your true happiness and contentment? 
I immediately feel a mirage of sunshine warming my skin and hear the beach waves roll and eagerly race to dance with my toes.  

I hear a giggle escape from my son as he watches a squirrel eagerly racing around for the last buried nut. The strum of guitar strings as they make beauty of of air, the sound swirling and warming my soul like a hot cup of chai. 

Journaling with my God, feeling his peace trancend down and comfort my worries, he etches my pencil with words of wisdom as to what direction to head. These are the feelings of happiness and the memories that carry them like little hot air balloons. Yet how do we stay in this world of sugar canes and skittle paths while we walk in the real world that pops my little balloons.