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I was watching an old episode of Smallest Room In The House the other day (one of the most underrated tv shows ever, imho), in the episode that Greg Fleet tells his story “10 Years In A Long Sleeved Shirt”, which is very funny. It’s on YouTube, so I recommend looking for it. Anyway, there’s one bit where he’s talking about meeting this girl and sharing a perfect moment with her – not in a way that’s overly exciting on paper, but just a simple moment where everything just syncs nicely in order. It made me think about some of my own personal ‘perfect moments’.

I guess the one that sticks out for me the most is right after year 12. Me and my friends had all finished our exams and we had our first night as a glimpse of to what the future would hold for  us – all that “the world is at your feet” type shit. But we can worry about that later, because for this night, we’re going to get absolutely retarded drunk. And we did. It wasn’t really that much fun though – My memory blacked out half way through the night, but apparently I was quite the life of the party. But the next morning, I woke up in the middle of a friends lounge-room completely naked. It was a crisp November morning, and I woke up without a hint of a hangover, which was quite rare for me. There was just another mate of mine who was awake, and we were in need of some pre-emptive greasy food in case ‘the reverse hangover’ struck us later in the day, so we headed down to the local fish and chip shop that, for some weird reason, was open at 10am on a Sunday morning.

So there we were, me and my best friend, sitting out the front of our local chippie like we had dozens of times before over the years, eating chips and drinking Coke, trying to piece together the night before and laughing at the bits we remembered. We also spoke of the year as a whole, and plans of what we were going to do over the next few years, After briefly exchanging our ‘pipe dreams’ we both stopped talking and as if in unison, just happened to take stock in what had happened, and what was about to happen. There was a weird sense of pride and reflection. Right in that silent moment, everything was perfect. I knew that regardless of what was going to happen, we were going to be okay.

And like Greg Fleet said of his own perfect moment, I’ve done much more exciting things than that since then, and had experiences that have expanded my mind in ways that at the time, I would never be able to fathom, but just that pure essence of what was in that particular moment? It’s a feeling that’s rarely been beaten since.