I am the champ
Posted on 11.12.07 9:27PM in bliss
It’s funny how your perception of euphoria and satisfaction can change over time. For example, when I was knee high to a grasshopper in my high chair at the dinner table, getting a plate of delicious spaghetti with extra parmesan cheese produced a sense of glee that couldn’t be matched. When I got a little older, I would garner extreme satisfaction from getting good grades in school. Point is, as you change, so too do the things that please you.
Now, waking up to a text message from a friend that says “You were a champion last night” does the trick. And while I do not particularly remember much of last night, these friendly congratulations must mean that something splendid happened. Ergo, I am very, very satisfied.
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