Five of My Favourite Feelings

Wednesday, 12 February 2020

 
I had this in my drafts pile for a while now.


About three years now and I'm finally finishing it. 

Feelings are as temperamental as the weather but my favourites rarely change. The subtle differences in my mood when I'm out, or doing something I love. You never get bored of it. It's personal, it's close, it's good. 

These are some of my Favourite Feelings.


1.   WAKING UP IN MY BED

It sounds silly but there's something right about being in your own bed. I spent three years moving houses, sleeping in different beds but never feeling quite right. When I came back home, I laid on my old bed and slept till the afternoon. I woke up in a familiar place, sunlight peaking in.

I felt safe, I felt good.

2.   OPENING UP TO SOMEONE

I never heard a term for this until my first year of Uni. Late night in the James Owen Court Halls, a friend and I had tea without creamers, sharing stories from Brunei and Kenya among others. I remember seeing his eyes glint as he went on, missing his friends across this wide world. It was a feeling I knew well. Later, he thanked me for this 'DMC.'

"What's that?" I asked.

"Deep Meaningful Conversation, D.M.C."

Oh.

3.   ACCOMPLISHING A LIFE-LONG GOAL

Last year, my first pilot premiered.

They hired me as a writer, so I wrote the repilot of their miniseries. I was too busy and exhausted to get excited over it then, not to mention I was 8000km away. Now though, I think about my first professional writing experience. It was recently nominated for Best Asian Drama at the First Asia Content Awards.

I did that, no one can take that away from me.

4.   FINISHING A GOOD BOOK

There are some books that get you emotionally invested, your eyes glued to the pages. This happens sometimes but rare enough that it leaves you drained once you closed the paperback. Your mind racing from the plot or the prose. It's rare that it happens now, but when it does...damn.

If I could recommend a book, that would be Angie Thomas' The Hate U Give or It's Not About The Burqa: Muslim Women on Faith, Feminism, Sexuality, and Race.

Both are amazing.

5.   LONG WALKS ALONE

A little melancholic but I like it.

When I lived closer to town and the nights were colder, I'd just take walks. I would grab the closest jacket and head out the door, just to walk from one end of town to the other. I'd sit outside with my headphones in to sit somewhere new and scenic, on bus benches as I watch drunks coming home from the pub.

It was just the right kind of loneliness.


What are your
favourite feelings?

with love,
Bash Harry