Sometimes, stress does weired things... usually quiet types me in my official avtar :)...has a sudden need to be very talkative. I mean...I really end up talking...much to everyones grief!!
Gosh, I need to be careful.
Well...I did something that made me personally feel real swell. Post work I met my old buddyat Bandstand. I picked her up from work and we drove down...stopped over at a coffee shop.
It was awsome for me...I mean when was the last time on a work day a) have gone out for some quality time and b) spent that time by the sea c) gossipped and chatted and laughed and d) importantly FELT ALIVE!!!
As silly as this sounds, yday was one of the best times I've had in time I cant even recall.
I felt like a kid getting candy.
I guess, one really realizes the value of happiness when it is felt so infrequently as this. And those few moments are worth it all.
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