The almost inperceptible scent of nocturnal blossoms in the night breeze, which makes you glad you're out even at this unearthly hour.
The loud, raucous screech of an overly cheerful mynah bird, which makes you feel like throwing a shoe at it, then feel glad that you're an intelligent being that doesn't spend its whole life screeching cheerfully.
The pain and fear and weariness of your loved ones suffering from chronic disease, which makes you wish you could find a cure or just do something.
The morning sun shining through the trees, warming your face, and it feels so good to be alive.
The sudden bursts of energy you have sometimes, which make you feel like doing a little jig, just to celebrate the exuberance of youth.
The stories of hard work and determination your father sometimes tells, which make you think " I want to be like that, too".
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