Full {{of everything that could ever be}}

It could be "full".

Why "full"?

It does not have any transparent connection to happiness.

I do not experience happiness often, only exhilaration and love.

Those do please me.

But they do not make me "happy".

I can describe "happiness" as being full.

A day with everything one could ever have.

Sadness, pleasure, family, friends, grief, philosophy, self-discovery, wisdom gained, love lost.

It makes my heart full, full of everything that happened.

I somehow feel like I have experienced all I could in that timespan.

I gain wisdom.

I am hurt, but the ones who truly care about me will comfort me and hug me, whether it be in real life or over the internet.

All these emotions fit together like a puzzle that is almost too hard for humans.

In some twisted, wonderful, otherworldly way..............

It makes me feel happy.