Love Hangover

Yes, it's another picture of flowers. But these aren't just any flowers. This was my bouquet. For my wedding. See, now I'm married.

And, to follow up on the last post, I again feel like I just went through a life-changing experience. But not for the obvious reasons. I really don't feel any different because I'm married. I feel different because I just spent a weekend surrounded by people that I love and that evidently love me just as much. It was profoundly exhausting but also kind of like paradise for me. Never have I had so many close friends and family members in such close proximity at one time. It made me feel fantastic, and it made me feel like I take these people for granted too much of the time. I'm really hoping I don't forget how great these people are and that when opportunities present themselves to see these people in the future, I snatch them up because I remember how great it was to spend time with them this weekend.

Of course, I'm also glad they went home. I love them to death but I don't think I could have handled one more second of such happiness. And I mean that very literally. My body doesn't seem to be equipped to deal with constant joy and excitement. I need a vacation consisting of loneliness and ennui just to get over it all.