But I was saying my hands are shaking violently today. I was chopping strawberries, writing, and trying to fork up macaroni very unsuccessfully.
It's ok though. I'm logically on fire. I suddenly comprehended substitution and elimination, and I'm confident I got a good grade on my test. I typed up and passed in my Anthology, and I'm flying through Deathly Hollows. I feel great. I went to Steve's and read and played Kingdom HEarts. It was not an exciting day. Just a good one. Mentally and physically.
I thought I'd never remember what it feels like to hear a name whispered and get goosebumps. For it to be tabooed in your own mind, because you get dumb and silly when it's said.
Don't get me wrong, I love responding when people call Steve. I love caring that we're so comfortable and things are the way they are. But that nervousness, that innocence, hey, I thought that was all gone. I feel like a child.