Sometimes I just want to gush with all this incredible joy I have in me lately, but I'm afraid that if I acknowledge it, it will somehow cease to exist. Or that once put into words, it won't seem as incredible.
I feel like that every time I'm happy, so I keep that shit on the DL and make up for it by being extra loquacious when the fit hits the shan, as it inevitably always does....
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