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Consolation, aside:
I chose to set aside my misgivings and take a risk, and so far, it has been nothing but fascinating.
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As for exhilaration, what else? The music that I love so, which raises me above my mind, if only for six-minute spans. (I follow the winds that bring the cold / I light a fire in your soul / The lightest touch of feathers falling) The presences that I revel in, friends who I can throw my arms around and laugh full-throatedly, head tossed back to gaze at the sky as joy wells up out of my very being.
That is exhilaration. The fact that i can even attempt to quantify it is testament itself to how much the season has made me happy. This spring has been the awakening of a new stage in my mind, and with any luck, the growth that I’ve experienced will tide me through the next winter, because now I know what it truly means to love winter; not to be awestruck by snowflakes, but rather to embrace weaknesses and soar past them.
