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One of my favourite CFTPA songs has long rests in it. And I love the rests because I get so excited for it to start up again. And though I’ve listened to the song at least 34 times by iTunes count, I still can’t seem to predict the entrance. It is as if he intentionally made it just long enough that I’d doubt that it’d ever return. But it does, and it is always perfect.

I guess, I’m just happy. The cheesy happy too, so that even I can’t take myself seriously. And I keep bringing it up, because honestly, I can’t get over it. I honestly thought that happiness was only something you could continuously chase, but never really capture for more than an evening, or for those split-second, fleeting moments where you forget everything and just be. But lately, I just want to tell everyone, “hey, I’m actually alright, you know. Like, I’m actually doing really bloody well, thanks for asking.” And yet, I can’t. I mean, I do, but I shouldn’t, for courtesy’s sake.

Hey, babes, do you know what you’ve started? I’ve got a stupid smile I can’t seem to shake and yet you keep encouraging it. :)