Being briefly happy

For a couple of days this week, I felt, like, happy. It was kinda cool. Things I noticed:

I have a call today, which I have some mild feelings of dread and anxiety about. When I was in my happy period, I was anticipating this call with excitement, like I was actually looking forward to it. When I was anticipating the call, I was imagining myself as being kind of happy and confident in the call, whereas whilst I'm anticipating the call now, I'm imagining myself as kind of anxious and tense.

I felt pretty content to just sit there and do nothing. Usually when I sit there and do nothing, I have a sense that I should be doing something, and I don't feel at peace in the sitting there and doing nothing.

Interacting with people felt pretty different. Like, more easy, jokey, playful.

Recently I've been doing a lot of things in the ballpark of introspection and thinking about stuff. For example, recently I've been thinking about virtues, and sincerity, and the nature of existence and stuff. During my brief happy period, I didn't feel a pull to thinking about any of that stuff. I had a sense that all of this thinking was somehow futile in a cute kind of way, like a cat trying to work out a theory of ethics. And like in my happy period there was somehow no need to think about any of that stuff. This is a bit jarring to notice now that my happy period is over.

In general I did less thinking, like my mind felt less busy.

Anyway, I'm pretty unsure what caused my brief happy period. I had a pretty nice meditate just before the happy period so maybe I achieved microenlightenment or something.