I think I will be happy today. Amidst the downpour and the cold, I stared out the window and smiled. I felt the sweetness of the cool air in my breathing. I felt the slow steady rhythm of my heart. I felt the frigid wind trace my skin, felt my muscles coil in anticipation, felt the rush of hot young blood beneath. I felt alive. Today, I believe that fleeting hopes do come true, in exciting, unexpected, messy, beautiful ways.
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Yesterday, a little before noon, I was the happiest man on earth.
