Class.

There are days when you sit in class completely lost, hearing but not listening, you slip into a reverie and you wait for time to pass. You come out of class uninspired, you wonder why you went to class. You get back to your room and for days are not able to read or write anything.

And then there are days where you listen to every word in class and each word sparks a thought in your excited brain. You have so many things to say, but so little time, you feel. You answer, you argue, you counter-argue, you laugh at a witty statement, you feel useless, you feel...happy.

Today was one of those days.

Months and years later when I read this, I want to remember what was talked about in class. You can stop reading because it is probably irrelevent to you. Bertrand Russel's ABC of Relativity (the motion of the Earth around the Sun), the five papers Einstein presented in 1905, an exact replica of the person talking and how I laughed at the teacher's statement of trajectory being someone's excessively used word.

I love this feeling.