First, the complete unknown of the situation was exhilarating in ways I later came to appreciate. I came to a point where the day was the day, and yes it was new and yes there were different choices available. Yes, mistakes may occur. It came on a moment when I reasoned about forfeiting to not now. It came on a moment when faith in the future was fanciful. And it abided at the edges of many starts and even some finish lines.
It caught me at the most when I tried to trap it. I felt the wildest wilderness when I came just to watch it as what it was.
The exhilaration was sustaining, as much as what some might call anxiety. If the anxiety about the universe can vibrate in a moment, then why not exhilaration?
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