Alive.

Oh, how I long for:

That feeling of happiness and being excited everyday.

For life to catch me by surprise. Even if it may not always be a good one.

Being truly alive in the moment. Right here, right now.

Of feeling and experiencing everything with all of my senses.

The energy coursing through the smallest vein of my body. Exploding. Radiating.

Every single day. Every waking hour.

Oh, imagine what joy indeed!

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