it's like the rush of excitement you get once you realize what is for dinner is your most favorite meal ever.
like after you scrape your knee because you fell of your bike and you notice your jean pant leg is caught in the chain. the blood is starting to stain but the stinging is invigorating like right before you climax after a good orgasm.



i had a good ending to this and i swear it had a point, but like every thought i have i soon and completely forget them.