Happiness rarely survives being left to chance. It needs a container: a time, a place, a person expecting you at seven. Left as a general intention it evaporates into the week, and you arrive at Sunday having meant to.
So the seeking turns out to be mostly admin, which is an unromantic thing to discover. Book the thing. Send the message that starts the arrangement. The feeling cannot be organised, but the conditions absolutely can, and they are what it needs to land on.