Today I came to an extraordinary realization. When we sum up all the things we think about every moment of our day, we don’t progressively con-summate our experiences. This means we’re aloof to the big picture, we cant capture it.
Yet I realized there is more to life than understanding. There is more to life than this. I know that comes off as a cliche overstatement but you don’t truly apprehend it until you experience the moment.
The moment so brief you forget it in a heartbeat. Like a door inside you has opened up and through the door came shear happiness in its truest form. It wasn’t music, it wasn’t nature, it wasn’t even a memory. This happened in a dimly lit hallway while no one or nothing else was around.
I don’t think I’ve ever understood completely the explicable nature of myself and who I am. I saw myself as an outsider looking in, seeing flaws, seeing strengths, seeing myself for what I really am. In this moment I had never understood more in my entire life about what It feels like to be Human. In this moment I had never understood more in my entire life about what It feels like to be Me.
