Is there a word for when you’re in a storm where the wind is raging yet the sky is clear, and you suddenly feel nostalgic and sentimental for no apparent reason. Is there a word for when you just have that outpour of happy thoughts, random thoughts, that you just can’t stop.
When you suddenly feel that you could write that poetry you’ve been trying to find.
When it feels like you could express just about anything because your heart feels serene.
That feeling when you are physically in a big city but your mind, your heart, everything inside of you is in a field of grass, lying beneath the clear sky, humming to the sound of birds, feeling the wind through your hair, altogether at peace.
Is there a word for that?
I wish there is. Because then I’d tell you, “Hey, that’s how you make me feel. Like a storm weather. Without the gloom. Without the rain.”