Perfect

You know those moments when you get a sense that absolutely everything right at that point is just sheer perfection? They are fleeting normally, but that doesn't matter because you can sniff them for hours, sometimes days afterwards by recalling them. Today I was driving to pick up my eldest, the sun was the fierce gleaming ball of energy that late September flings on you like a gift, no one was ahead of me driving badly and making me shriek "nobber!". Long straight road, warmth, window down, foot down, Weller playing this on the cd.



I have a feeling today. Everything I am doing is with an energy I havent felt for months and months.
I am alert. I feel like some kind of wild animal, all heightened senses I am sprung inside, waiting for the world to come and have a go.

I love it.