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OK, so it's probably just a hormonal imbalance, but every once in a while I have an evening where I'm positively in love with the whole world.
Last night was a night like that. I went with my sister to see Willy Wonka (loved it and won't listen to anyone who says it was anything short of sick and twisted genius!) and then I went down to her cafe to hang with her business partner. I helped him work the door for a while and then I went in to the woman at the bar for a while.
It was a busy night, lots of people in the crowd and lots of drinks being served. I bussed tables, mopped up spills, made change, restocked the cooler. Total grunt work. And it all made me so happy.
The music was great - positive hard-rocking folk music (I want them booked for Halloween). And each and every member of their band was just as charming and good looking as the others. They loved their music and I loved them for it.
Every person I saw made my heart swell more and I took in all sorts of things, like mannerisms, relationships, sobriety status, etc. It was such fun.
When the band was done, my sister's partner made me a sandwich that tasted like it could have only been served on manna from heaven. My bottle of water was cool and delicious. The chips were a delicacy.
Driving home, I cranked up a song that I love and sang - shouted the lyrics as loud as I could. It had been a perfect evening. Absolutely perfect.
And I was in love with the world.
Does this happen to anyone else? Or should I just go ahead and get my estrogen levels checked?
Last night was a night like that. I went with my sister to see Willy Wonka (loved it and won't listen to anyone who says it was anything short of sick and twisted genius!) and then I went down to her cafe to hang with her business partner. I helped him work the door for a while and then I went in to the woman at the bar for a while.
It was a busy night, lots of people in the crowd and lots of drinks being served. I bussed tables, mopped up spills, made change, restocked the cooler. Total grunt work. And it all made me so happy.
The music was great - positive hard-rocking folk music (I want them booked for Halloween). And each and every member of their band was just as charming and good looking as the others. They loved their music and I loved them for it.
Every person I saw made my heart swell more and I took in all sorts of things, like mannerisms, relationships, sobriety status, etc. It was such fun.
When the band was done, my sister's partner made me a sandwich that tasted like it could have only been served on manna from heaven. My bottle of water was cool and delicious. The chips were a delicacy.
Driving home, I cranked up a song that I love and sang - shouted the lyrics as loud as I could. It had been a perfect evening. Absolutely perfect.
And I was in love with the world.
Does this happen to anyone else? Or should I just go ahead and get my estrogen levels checked?