I have very few things to rant and rave about, and the things I do rant and rave about mostly aren't required.
At this specific moment I think I feel efficient, or effective, to myself, and my happiness, I think.
Sometimes I forget that certain things make me feel like I'm whole, a more complete and happy version of myself. Envision the small Buddha statue at the cashier desk in Chinese restaurants. The satisfied smile, the plump arms and full belly.
That's what I feel like.