One Great Big Happy

There's so much to say! And there's nothing to say.

I can't shake this giddiness that's come over me the past couple of weeks. Not that I'd want to! But my moods have been ranging from peaceful contentment to cheerful gladness to ecstatic rapture lately. No fewer than three people have asked me if I'm in love.

It isn't love -- at least not in the conventional sense. I think what's happening is that I'm in a space where things are really balanced: I'm working enough, I'm playing enough, I have some big projects on the horizon, I like my job and adore my roommates and have some really solid friends in town and out of town. I have to expend very little energy on internal homeostasis, and so I'm freed to throw my hands up in the air and rejoice at the very idea of being. I think of all the things that are core to my being, that one's the most important: the ability to rejoice the heck out of every moment. It's so very good to have it back.

There's nothing particularly remarkable happening, and yet there's something utterly remarkable happening. I really like the idea that all of this Great Big Happy isn't about having found someone to love (that would be so trite, no?), but rather loving myself and letting it all spill over into loving everybody else.

Woooo... feel the love, folks.