"I have you I can sing to"

So you just had a good day, a really really good day, you can't even say why really, you just felt super good and it was tight. Now you're trying to tell your friend about your really good day and how good it made you feel and how tight it was and you're friend is not interested, they're not even really listening to you. But the day was so good that you keep trying to tell them about it, and the more you go into it the less they care and the more unimportant it seems. You don't really get mad because you're still feeling good from your really good day, but now your excitement can't get out, you want it to but because no one cares, it can't and it turns back in on itself. Sometimes it dies right there, but sometimes, some really special times, it keeps growing inward and resonates and you keep it in a special place, and you realize that it is important, that it actually is the most important thing there is because it's yours.

blueberry hill