This fabled happiness is real! It lurks within you, barely contained, sitting in a small chair awaiting some external stimuli to let it loose. It was never meant for such a sedentary existence.
When said catalyst makes itself known and the confines holding this marvelous emotion are broken, it overwhelms. It drowns. It floods. It skips animatedly within your veins and must make itself known to all those around you.
It is a fidgety bliss that was never content with stillness.

Should one find themselves overcome with such feelings, I recommend running barefoot down the sidewalk on a chilly evening. Though I warn this jog does nothing to dampen the effects of the feeling, it merely makes one bearable to their family.