As he celebrated with his teammates, Zachary felt waves of happiness flow through him like warm ocean waves, washing away all his fatigue. He felt refreshed—both inside and out, even though he had been running all over the field.
He savored the memory of when he'd scored the goal. The feeling blooming inside him was like a blissful evocation of that moment when he'd watched that ball soar into the back of the net from 80 yards away. He yearned for plenty more such moments.
He longed to score more match-winning goals and experience similar delight as his career progressed. He could easily get addicted to such joy. He had come to learn that without happiness, life was meaningless.
