Do you remember being sixteen, that age when you were still naive about love and passion, your own abilities, desires. When that certain person, the one you were infatuated with (but they surely wouldn't be interested in me!) did or said something that gave you hope...
Do you remember how that felt, that feeling deep inside, so difficult to explain, electricity, nerves, excitement, passion, all at once...
Well i haven't felt like that since I was sixteen, but that all changed last week. I had that feeling again, as a 46 year old man, feeling like a teenager.
It is not until you feel that excitment that you realise just how fantastic life can be.
If the person in question reads this blog, you know who you are, I just want to say thank you - for simply being you.
And I can travel to Bristol if that helps :D
