There was this moment I had with someone once, it would have been about 6 or 7 years ago, it was one of those perfect sort of moments that you probably only get a few of, maybe even only one of, because there really aren’t enough of them to go around.



I remember thinking how perfectly happy I was right then at that time, and it was true too. I consciously took an inventory of my state of mind and body and not one thing could be complained about, not one thing was out of sorts, not one thing was anything but absolutely exactly the way I would want it to be. A person could go crazy on that sort of absolute contentment which might be why these moments never last even though you think you want them to.



I swore to myself that I would always remember that exact moment in time, and so far I have, although the feeling itself has never been back. Other people needed their chance with it I guess.