Does anyone else do this? Build up events so they seem to “mean” more than they really do? I didn’t even clearly know I did it (just wondered why I felt disappointed so much) until I encountered this part of The Hours years ago. So let’s revisit the helpful quote for the third time on this blog:

It had seemed like the beginning of happiness, and Clarissa is still sometimes shocked, more than 30 years later, to realize it was happiness; that the entire experience lay in a kiss and a walk, the anticipation of dinner and a book.

[…] What lives undimmed in Clarissa’s mind more than three decades later is a kiss at dusk on a patch of dead grass, and a walk around a pond while the mosquitoes droned in the darkening air. There is still that singular perfection, and it’s perfect in part because it seemed, at the time, so clearly to promise more. Now she knows: That was the moment, right then. There has been no other.

“It was happiness…that was the moment, right then. There has been no other.” Michael Cunningham, you simultaneously destroy me and make my life so much better.