It's been a long year and a month of planning, containing, shaping, disagreeing, hoping, worrying, envisioning and most of all buying. The wedding was eight days ago. It was worth it. It was beautiful, incredibly fun and exciting, and perfect in almost every way. At least I thought so, and the bride thought so, so anyone who thought differently can take a flying slide down their own aisle.
But the side effects are a bit daunting. It is almost like being underwater I am so drained of energy, or motivation, and even now, countless conversations recounting little vignettes of sweetness or fun later, it grows boring. I don't want to see the pictures anymore. It is like a good movie viewed too many times that becomes banal or trivial. So I just want the feeling, the glow, to exist as a chimera, a golden token to return to after it is almost forgotten.
And I never want to buy anything again.
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