This evening, I am swamped with work, battling a very sore throat, and best of all... I'm happy.
I'm listening to a lot of music I know makes me feel better, and between a bag of Ricola, Rawleigh's ointment and a call to Mom, I feel amazing....despite the circumstances.
I wonder if it's that, or the giddy feeling I get when I let love take over. It's a warm, fuzzy feeling, that is; and oh my, it's great.
Whoever said that crushes were never harmless was only right half the time. Here's to that.
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