When I was younger I used to chase new experiences. Yet maybe it is in the nature of the self-proclaimed old soul, to realize how repetitive it can be, to witness how the sunsets in two different trips and countries can seem dissimilar only to the superficial eye. Viewing a sunset, I get filled with a certain calmness, a feeling of waldeinsamkeit...

Waldeinsamkeit (German): a feeling of solitude, being alone in the woods and a connectedness to nature.

And each subsequent visit, this sensation remains, but it is no longer novel; the awe and wonder subside ever so slightly each time. How uncanny it is that despite the synonymity of the words new and novel, new adventures aren't always novel.

This makes me ponder, as I age, do I keep searching for novelty in experiences or do I stay on the lookout for it in emotions instead? Either way, it's not like the two are always independent of one another.


Other emotions I think all persons, genetically endowed innately the capacity to feel, should have the privilege of sensing at least once in his or her own lifetime:

Iktsuarpok (Inuit): the feeling of anticipation when you're expecting someone that leads you to constantly check to see if they're coming.

Hiraeth (Welsh): homesickness mixed with grief and sadness over the lost or departed, or a type of longing for the homeland or the romanticized past.

Flâner (French): the art of leisurely strolling the streets of a city without any goal or destination simply for the pleasure of soaking up the city's beauty.

Saudade (Portuguese): the feeling of longing for something or someone that you love which is lost. This feeling of emptiness, melancholy or nostalgia is often considered characteristic of the Portuguese and Brazilian Portuguese temperament, although it also entered Galician Spanish with the same spelling. It is a bittersweet, empty feeling of something or someone that is missing.

Toska (Russian): at its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody or something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.

Hyggelig (Danish): a warm, friendly, cozy, delightfully intimate moment or thing. It gives off imagery of a candlelit winter evening at home with warm blankets and maybe a bit of alcohol.