I was at a Thievery Corporation gig in Brussels. Part of their 20th Anniversary tour, during which they are promoting their newest album ‘The Temple of I & I’. It was around the fourth track into the set – the irresistible ‘Letter to the Editor’ – that this incredible sense of happiness came to overwhelm me. Being at that venue, with that amazing band and with an overt enthusiast crowd of dancing people around me, I felt in a very intense way that I didn’t want to be anywhere else that night. This was different. This was special. This was happiness poured all over and out of me in large quantities.
This unexpected emotional outpouring obviously surprised me. But then again, it didn’t really. Allow me to explain (myself).
I have a problem. A big, undeniable and often quite annoying problem. One that is chasing me in all aspects of my life. Be it work, be it pleasure, be it love, I have the tendency to strive for perfection. And an unstoppable craving to have all of the boxes checked. Even when that proves to be impossible. Something which is obviously often the case. But not that Saturday night. Thát night I managed to get really close to that so desired perfection. Hence, the resulting outburst of happiness. And the embarrassment of the moist eyes.