I think I have a problem where I am too amused by the small small things.
I was walking back from work and saw someone walking their dog which was low to the ground and cold. Then as I smiled to myself about cold dogs low to the ground, someone walked by me singing horribly to himself.
And at that moment, I had a great sense of well-being with the world, like complete content-ity.
I'm so happy right now. Just like when I see shiny things, only better.