The Feeling

There’s a feeling that fizzes down your spine and across your shoulder blades.

It’s the feeling that splashes you when you part with someone you’re beginning to get to know, that leaves you slightly soggy and uncomfortable and wanting more. It’s the feeling that catches you after an exciting conversation with someone you haven’t talked to much before. It’s the feeling you have when you think of something that you know someone else would appreciate but you can’t tell them yet. It’s the feeling you have when you sense a new friendship but you know it needs more time. It’s something like the feeling you have when you’re attracted to someone, only slightly less intense and slightly more jolly. It’s somewhere between excitement and desperation and it fizzes through you in sporadic shivers. It fills you with hope and frustration knotted together in explosive little balls.

It’s a feeling that attaches to a person for life: whether they become your friend or you regret that they didn’t for the rest of your life, it clings to them like glitter.

This is the feeling I have just now.