Well hello to you in my first ’13’ series! To start things off I thought I’d give you thirteen very specific but at the same time very simple feelings that I love. I often try and remember these wonderful feelings when I’m swamped in those…well…not so wonderful feelings. Pulling yourself out from any swarm of sadness big or small is often difficult and for me it’s memories of feelings like these that really help pick me up, or make me want to pick myself up so I can go out and feel good things again.
- That rare moment when you get to hug someone you really care about that doesn’t really ‘do’ hugs but for some reason or other they’re giving you one now which feels lovely even if it’s because something bad has happened. (and of course they give amazing hugs so you just cling on and try and make it last as long as possible.)
2. That feeling of relief when you really thought you’d lost your phone/keys/wallet and then you suddenly feel them in your bag
3. When you sip your tea and realise it’s at optimum drinking temperature and you relish it because you know that will have been the most perfect sip of the entire mug.
3. The feeling of total freedom when you let yourself and all your energy loose in an “absolute bloody tuuuuune”
4. That feeling of comfort when you change into lounging gear or pyjamas and plonk yourself down on the sofa or your bed.
5. The feeling of complete comfort once you’ve come in from the pouring rain-having got absaloutly soaked- and change into dry, comfy clothes then curl up with a cup of tea listening to the rain pour outside.
6. The climactic feeling of excitement when you’re settled down ready to watch a new season if a favourite show and the titles and theme tune start playing.
7. The moment you slide into bed on your first night back after going on holiday-because you never sleep better anywhere other than your own bed.
8. Reading a book and coming across something, a feeling, a thought or an idea that you thought unique to you. That you thought you were alone in thinking. Yet here it is written on paper by someone else you’ve probably never met or even someone long dead. And you no longer feel alone. That connection to someone you don’t even know, who doesn’t even know they’ve made that connection to you is probably my favourite thing about reading.
9. The kind of laughter that’s so intense it actually hurts your stomach. Part of you wants it to stop because you can’ breathe and there’s a sharp pain in your stomach but in reality there’s no way of stopping it because you’re right in the middle of this whirlpool of hilarity.
10. The feeling-however brief-of normality within my family. This is a particularly personal one for me what with having divorced parents living at opposite ends of the country and many step/half siblings. Things can often be messy but whether it’s playing a board game with the seven people that make up my dads household, or watching mamma mia for the millionth time with my mum, sometimes things feel pretty perfect and I couldn’t wish for a more loving and wonderful family.
11. Finishing a book and feeling like the characters are not so much characters in a book but old friends whom you no longer see. This kind of genius writing and amazing character craftsmanship is something that dumbfounds me every time I finish a really good book- how do these authors do it?!?!? Example/recommendation: One day by David Nicholls
12. When you and you’e friends have that you get light-headed feeling when you’ve had slightly too much to drink- not crazy drunk just a bit tipsy- and suddenly everything around you is hilarious to you all and you kind of forget the rest of the world and just have fun.
13.Actually going to bed feeling tired and satisfied because you’ve had an extremely productive day. Yeah I wish this one happened more often…
Please leave in the comments any feelings-big or small- that you love 🙂
***side note: Sorry this is extremely late. I wanted to have it done for the 13th but I got my AS results last week and they weren’t what I’d hoped for so I’ve just been trying to sort myself out.***