:-) This post is dedicated to Nikki for her "Dude, update!", BB for his support and patience, and P for helping me pinpoint the reason for my happiness.
Sometimes I feel so elated I want to cry. It doesn't matter if others around don't feel the vibes, or are slightly down. The ugly and unhealthy smog still hangs gloomily on the shoreline, but to me it seems to have faded away into the past.
There is a very fine line of difference between excitement and happiness (at least for me). When the glow on my face didn't subside, I realised I was happy, not just excited. And I really couldn't figure out why, till P pointed out that it was not the feeling of achieving something that had made me happy, but the feeling of doing it myself that has kept my inner glow alive.
