I had to stop and really think hard about this prompt, digging through my memory to find something that might count as “excited”.
I realized that I don’t generally get excited about much of anything. That’s not to say I NEVER get excited, but it did call into question whether I fully understood what “excited” meant.
I’m guessing that, for some people (including myself), being excited entails some kind of high energy expressive outburst of joy and anticipation. That’s how I usually looked at it because the last time I felt THAT kind of emotional energy was, sadly, years ago when my roommate and I were opening booster packs for Magic: The Gathering. He had opened his last pack and was flipping through the cards, looking them over one at a time, and when he flipped to one of the last cards in the pack (the spot usually reserved for super rare cards) we saw a very shiny, very rare card that just happened to be one he was actually hoping to get. Our reaction? We were like teenagers again, jumping up and down for a moment, yelling excitedly about how he had actually managed to pull the card he wanted, and trying to awkwardly high five each other from close quarters, all at the same time. So, looking at the memory, and trying to think about other exciting moments or memories, I realized that maybe excitement can just be joyful anticipation of something without the externalized teenage-like energy.
Anyways, taking all that into account, I decided that I didn’t really have anything else more recent that would even come close to either of these “versions” of excitement, so I’ll stick to pulling rare pieces of cardboard.
The Dragon's Grove 