This is realization that love exists. I've felt this several times, although I can't remember the first... It was the feeling of waking up and seeing the sun and being conscious of my heartbeat and not accustomed to my own reflection. It was feeling that insane ecstasy of doing something old in a new way, and loving each liquid second of life. It was imagining myself in a hot air balloon... above the world, transcendent. It was that sensation right as I woke up or fell asleep... knowing there's something deep and ravine-like out there for me to feel and explore. It's... love. Like milky citrus.
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