It's that verge of love feeling. When you know it can fall either way and it's soooo delicate and precious and you just want to walk on your toes, nuture it.
I feel like... I really want to tread carefully.
but I know that the only way to be when I'm feeling like this is expansive.
I need to be popeye
I need to run right up to the puddles and leap into them, two big flat feet.
because I know this won't last.
This hairs breadth feeling is going to go away and I have to run around, catch it all on my tongue while I can.