The last time I felt this way was in the muffled space between high school graduation and the first days of college — the youthful excitement and eagerness and unadulterated joy of the unknown, of the positive possibilities, lending a palpable pleasure to the everyday. I didn’t realize I felt this way, that these were old, somewhat familiar feelings resurfacing after a long slumber, until writing them down just now. It could be a testament to living in the moment, but that it’s indicative of the crawling pace of my self-reflection is probably more in line with my behavioral history. Now that I recognize them, though, now that I know to which family of feelings these belong, I can mine more pleasure from its mineral-rich source. It’s kind of like enjoying nostalgia and novelty at the same time… I can remember the last time I felt like this, and this current version is way more awesome.

One of my good friends called me to express her congratulations. Upon our mutual exchanging of goodbyes, she accidentally slipped up and told me to enjoy the ‘newlywed’ period.

“I mean engagement!” she quickly corrected, and we laughed.

I wonder how that period will compare, though, because this one is quite alright. It’s quite alright with me. :)

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