Remember how it felt?

So its finally becoming somewhat cool out in Texas on some days and all evenings... This is something long awaited for by myself. I really love changing seasons in general, but especially cooler weather. I'm missing the beauty of the trees changing in my Midwestern home, I hear the leaves here pretty much just go from green to brown.... but at least the cooler weather is a welcome excuse to dress the way I prefer to and get outdoors just for the heck of it.

So the other night, after it had gotten dark here, my little cousin Emi and I went out for a nice evening bubble blowing on the back patio. It was awesome to say the least. I have the over-anticipatory habit of wearing too many layers because I really want to do so now that its finally cool. So I was practically bundled up, and we made up games and pretended about King Kong and rollercosters. I don't know how to define all the factors that came to play, and don't honestly care to, but something between the weather, the outdoors, the random romping around and the bubble blowing and catching, I felt a weird freedom I haven't felt in like 2 years.

It was so strange.

It was a carefree fun feeling, but a really particular one. Like recognizing an old belonging you haven't seen in years and had forgotten existed. A feeling that really didn't look forward to later events or back on good times, or think anymore deeply than to simply say,

This is really simple fun, and this person I'm with feels the same way. Neither of us are thinking of anything other than dancing on the shadowy patio and blowing, swatting, and stomping bubbles.

It was really liberating to simply remember that this happens. Its not something one can plan on doing, it just takes the right person to be with. I hope to find more occasion for it one day.