those moments when

there is nothing incredible happening to you, but you feel like joy is a tangible thing and it's running through your body, like it's in your bloodstream or perhaps even under your skin, rushing, and it's pleasant and invigorating and you can release your anxieties, your tension, the way you worry about everything that has nothing to do with you
and part of you wants to hold onto it, feel it going over your palm and between your fingers, make sure it's real and not going to be fleeting, flying or flowing or falling away any time soon, but the part of you that has let go of everything forces you to simply take what has been shown to you and accept it for what it really is
a rare piece of heaven, where the sun is just warm enough to kiss your skin but there is no way you will become uncomfortable, where the wind is mild and your hair billows around your face like a halo and your favourite song is playing in your ears, or maybe not your favourite but somehow it fits the moment perfectly and you couldn't have known that before this feeling came along and grabbed ahold of you, robbing you of your melancholia
you're walking across a parking lot, you were doing errands or wasting time or thinking about nothing in particular aside from how awful you are and how long it will take you to get back home, your feet hurt and you just came from the store but of course now that you're on your way, you're thirsty, and suddenly you realize, this is it. this is what I've been postponing my own death for, this is what I've been waiting to feel and I always wanted it on my own terms, I've always only wanted it to be a result of something I've done
but life isn't so beautiful when you memorize a formula and plug in the data and restrict and abstain and measure and plan and wait, the waiting, the expectations are what keeps us from ecstasy
you can be doing nothing meaningful, feeling only despair, knowing you're nothing special when this moment comes along and sweeps you off your feet and pulls you lovingly into the lap of liveliness because that's what it does, it makes you feel alive, and it doesn't take a hike to a mountaintop or a large sum of money or a jump from a plane to feel a rush
most of our lives will be insipid but I've never felt so alive as when I was walking across a parking lot on a Wednesday afternoon