There are things that don’t make sense, but for some reason bring joy. A new notebook, even if the old one is still empty. A nice pen. Order in notes. Clean mail with no unread messages.

It’s not about benefits or productivity. It’s about control over a small piece of the world. About an instant “I feel good.”

Such joys are not put on motivational lists. But they are what make up the feeling that the day was pleasant.

And, perhaps, happiness is not always in something big. Sometimes it is in a little thing that no one but you will even notice.