This has been a very strange holiday.
It's only been 4 days into the holiday, and yet everything seems so jam-packed. Even though I've been sleeping more. But in the times when I am awake, it seems that I've been living more too.
There's this quote I remember reading, from somewhere: "I did not know I was so empty, to feel this full." It's rather strange, this richness of feeling that I've felt over the past few days. I feel... I feel that I'm living for once. And I don't really understand.
Because of this, I've found that I'm rather excitable. It's hard to get myself calm, and this constant edge of excitedness is rather tiring, which is why I've been sleeping more. Not to say that I don't enjoy this feeling. Quite the opposite.
But I wish I could put this feeling in a bottle and keep it forever.