Of Shininess and Sweater-Vests

Maybe it's the change of season, and all that Sun getting to my head. Maybe it's the sudden lack of school.

But everything's so shiny right now. Everything is great.

I look around, and the sights are beautiful. I keep stumbling on music that gives me shivers.
I'm even enjoying people's company more than usual. I have been laughing in a way that I haven't laughed in quite a while.

I'm at that point of ecstasy that I'm unable to stop myself singing down confused cul-de-sacs.
And I'll be damned if I don't savour it.
The other day, I actually took a walk. So I could preserve that moment of happiness. So I could take in the surrounding beauty.
Just read those sentences again. I'm happy.

I think it has something to do with this feeling of self-actualisation I've been having. Recently, I've just been feeling closer to that person I strive to be.
I'm not there yet. But the other day, I wore a sweater-vest.
Casually.
That's something I've longed to do for maybe a year or two. And it felt great.
Sure, it sounds stupid, and it's essentially equivalent to an ego-less girl finally trying on thsoe daring red heels she bought but was assured by confidants that she just couldn't pull off.
But I don't care. Cause I can wear a sweater-vest.
I've grown.