Yesterday was wonderful. I'm not really sure how to describe it. I'm not even sure if 'wonderful' is the correct word. I was hypersensitive to everything around me, like I had just finished drinking a couple bottles of beer and I was walking underwater.
It's difficult to describe, especially when I'm reading a particularly good part in the book I had with me, or if a good song suddenly comes up. I'd let no more than a chuckle escape, even if what I really wanted to do was snivel in my chair or sing out loud while walking.
I like it when I chuckle. People look sometimes, they must think I know something they don't. That I have this little secret. I guess I do. It was like that all day... from 10AM till 1AM, just me and the little secret I have for company, and it was wonderful.
