I don't know why but I feel good!

This is the exact same title with which I read a feel-good post in 2011 on my best friends blog, meleoandatangled.blogspot.com.
I hardly remember what it said, but I remember how I felt when I read it; something similar to right now; like my heart is in a cozy, warm place.
Cuddled up on a bed that isn't mine from long ago, and sharing a room with someone I'm not quite used to. No one to text, quite alone, far from home, and exams in the near future. It's nothing that usually makes me happy, but I still feel a soft fuzzy feeling spreading through me.
I don't have anything grave to think about, and I don't know how I ever did. The oceans always have more water than we need, the forests more trees than we can take down, and the Earth more space than we can destroy. There's no one that's irritating enough to pop the cloud I'm on, and no reason to frown. The world is a happy place, where butterflies fly through pretty meadows, tender waterfalls sound like wind chimes, and cute babies laugh at little nothings.
This what comfortable feels like. And I love it.

The dramatised proportions of change
Seem more so for someone such as myself
Who was free teenager, always wandering
Across the vast expanse of all she could be
Though she knew no destination, or even a direction;
Always open to all that came her way
With principles flexible, though still strict
A malleable character, influenced by all she saw
And ever-changing,
To fit the well quoted asymptote to perfection.
I was like a leaflet, flying, turning on itself,
Bending to the mercy of the breeze that carries it
A leaflet that never settles down
In a world where the wind never dies.
And now suddenly, I find myself on the ground;
I am a grown leaf.
Immobile, stationary, with all the stability I wished for.
But I'd wanted to be decided, not limited!
I desperately fight the shackles
Of my well defined personality
Of which even uncertainty is a  fixed character.
I bang on the walls of who I am
They're rigid; they don't give way
But I'll always go on to try
Until I gently realise
This is what growing up was all about.