You know the feeling of falling in love. When you are stupidly excited but also kind of wondering how this can be real and scared it will go away but you don't care because that moment is just so wonderful? I get that feeling a lot. I fall in love with life so hard sometimes it hurts.
It's 11:20 am on a Sunday. The morning is sunny and happy and today just feels right. Yafit and I had a good chat and laugh about the happenings at the party last night. I left to study and ran into my downstairs flatmate on the way. We chatted and laughed for a moment before I made my merry way. Just around the corner I met a stranger and walked and chatted about what we are doing today. Thirty seconds maybe? But I just relish those moments when I am part of the scene, not just an observer. I tend toward observation, which is equally as rewarding in its own way, but I love when I feel like I am part of something. Like when you are driving and the music in your car magically matches exactly what is going on in the world outside. It brings the outside in (or inside out?) and makes everything whole. I love that. When I kept walking, I saw someone I was pretty sure I knew and when I turned back to look, she was doing the same thing. One of those weird, we both just had the exact same moment moments. And then when I walked into the cafe to get settled in for the day, what was song was playing??? Yeah, that's right. Ingrid Michaelson's The Way I Am. Perfect. Good things are going to happen today. There's no need to worry about jinxing it by making such a declaration. Goodness is just in the air. And I love that!