Posts Tagged ‘miniature golf’

Miniature Golf, and Feelings

June 28, 2008

Tonight we went miniature golfing, my parents and aunt and uncle and cousin and I.  Just after finishing hole eleven, looking down at my family from the walkway at the top of the stairs, I felt like life was too wonderful.

This is an unusual feeling for me.  Usually I feel that life is just wonderful enough, or perhaps not wonderful enough.  Rarely do I feel that it’s so good that I might burst from wonder, like all the excellence of life might be devastatingly joyous to a flawed being like myself.  Do you ever feel that life is too wonderful for you?  What makes you feel like life is dangerously, precipitously delicious?

In other news, hole 17 was shaped like a penis.