Sometimes, without warning or rhyme or reason, I am hit with the most intense wave of gratitude and love, and I feel like my heart will burst.
I have no idea when it is going to hit, or if it will come again, but it’s like my heart is having an orgasm.
It hit tonight after I moved out to the couch to watch an episode of Project Runway, and directly after eating a small handful of half melted Powerberries, with my love asleep in bed before going to work tonight at 2am. Ten minutes before the heartgasm? I was laying in bed worrying about how I would get the work I need over the next few months to pay bills.
(My) Life is funny that way.