I always feel bad for folks who hold back their excitement, joy and affection. It always seems as though they're worried that if they show too much of it, they might run out and have none left for a later. I get it though, sharing joy is a vulnerable place to be. Excitedly telling someone something that's made your day, only to be met with a blank faced shrug makes you feel like a deflating balloon. Having someone who cares about the things you care about, because you care about them, is one of life's true privileges.
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