Being in love has got to be one of the best feelings in the world.
I’ve been in love before. So have you. Whether with a person, an activity, a TV show or yourself, I know you’ve been in love before.
That giddiness you feel and the pure happiness that floods your system? The butterflies that erupt all over? It’s like a cosmic force — you fight against it, but it’s stronger than you. When you give in, reality is even better than you hoped. This feeling is comparable. Here are 10 things that remind me of that feeling.
Watching the sunset
A sunrise might’ve been a better option, but I’m never awake for that. There’s something magical about seeing the sky painted in vibrant colors. The sight gets my heart pumping every time, and I feel like I’m falling in love with the world.
Finally watching that TV show/movie you’ve been waiting ages for
When I sat down in April 2019 to watch “Avengers: Endgame,” I felt like I was going to combust from excitement. Eleven years in the making — all for that moment. Being surrounded by dozens of other Marvel fans made the experience so much better.
Even after all these years, that feeling is something worth chasing.
That first sip
Starbucks knew what they were doing when they put these three words on their cup. The flavors melt on your tongue, and suddenly everything is right in the world. I totally get it.
I had to put this one on the list. I’ve been dancing since I was five years old, and I’ve found a home within it. It’s when I’m at my most free and most authentic. I always feel so lucky and grateful to have fallen in love with dance. Being onstage and hearing the audience cheer or nailing a triple pirouette in the dance studio — I always thank myself for finding this gem and sticking with it.
Those creative juices when I start writing
This is the best feeling in the world. As writers, it’s the most frustrating thing when we’re forced to crank out a story only to realize we’ve hit a block. We try to create some plot or flesh out the characters, but it’s a blank space.
When ideas spring around in my head, it’s always so exhilarating. I love sitting down and letting my stream of consciousness pour out. Who knows where my imagination will take me?
Coming home after a long day of classes to quality time with friends
Last semester, I distinctly remember coming home at 11 p.m. after two classes, one lecture, and a dance show. I was so exhausted and wanted to curl up and have a girl talk with my friends. When I walked into the living room, all three of my roommates were huddled together on the couch. “High School Musical” was ready to be played, and there was one open spot for me to sit in.
I almost cried right then and there.
Seeing my family
I love my family more than anything. Moving to another country for school was just as hard for me as it was for them. Whether I can talk to them over video chat or hug them, I always cherish my time with them. They’re my special people, and they always will be.
“This made me think of you”
These texts. I think they’re quite possibly the sweetest thing anyone can send you. If it’s linked to some sort of stupid video of a screaming zebra, it still makes me melt.
You know me and care for me enough to have me pop into your mind when you’re scrolling through social media? Alright, fine. I love you too.
This is self-explanatory. I love the city. It makes me feel so alive and happy. There’s something so cozy about unwinding and seeing everyone around you doing the same — each in their little bubble of reality. Our lives are all drastically different, yet here we are, all packed together and ready to settle down.
Is this too cheesy? Probably. Every time my plane lands back down in Vancouver, it’s like my shoulders are finally free of that invisible weight I’ve been carrying. I’m suddenly 12 years old again, running through the sidewalks of downtown or biking through Stanley Park. It’s an overwhelming feeling, and sometimes I fight against it, but that’s the reality of falling in love.