Today I experienced one of those moments where you feel like your mind is skydiving. Like Chbosky writes in The Perks of Being a Wallflower, it was one of those brief instances in life when you “feel infinite.” Maybe some of you can relate to this feeling. It’s like a hole opens up in your mind that lets you escape your sh***y personal problems, and you realize how awesome being alive is. I’d call it an “individual aesthetic experience,” if that made sense.
I was skateboarding to Kristen’s new job so I could bring her sushi for lunch. Dripping with sweat, I was flying down the hill that leads from our house on the Punchbowl Crater to downtown, listening to Transatlanticism. The tradewind breeze from the east was at my back, cooling me and pushing me at the same time, and I suddenly felt incredibly liberated. As if I was slowly building up to a crescendo. It was awesome. And when the crescendo happened it didn’t stop, only built and built and built.
And then it was over. And life proceeded… or rather continued… to suck as normal. As emo as it sounds, it was really cool, and I hope some of you experience it at some point in your life.