spontaneous elation:
You are 20 months old, in your car seat and all the windows in the car are down. Your Mom is driving about 25mph on a city street. Your brother is chattering to her. It is 75 degrees and around noon. You lift your arms with pure joy- a whisper of a smile on your face- but don't say a word.
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