I can’t explain it.

I just cant.

That feeling.

Of feeling everything at once, as if the heavens crashed and burned at your feet till your toes sting from the sheer magnanimity of everything that life throws at you. When you sit, drenched after a warm shower and you shut your eyes for a few minutes while steam emanates from every inch of your skin. When old pictures fuse with new ones, and your entire existence seems like a flash of childish photography- so naïve yet so ridden with a raging under cover torrent of sentiment that peeks out shyly from time to time. When you recklessly choose to forget the tears that once seemed to burn little potholes straight through your cheeks because your hands were too limp to flick them away.

Is this happiness?

Or just a lapse of reason?