Success raises standards and expectations, which is both a blessing and a curse.

Doing something better than we've ever done before is amazing, but there's no going back. Any lesser event afterwards isn't as satisfying as the best experience before, and that bar can only rise and never be lowered again.

I strongly feel this in every aspect of my life, but especially relating to romance, despite my only background there probably sounding like pretty nothing to others. The in-depth analysis of that would be too long to include here though and I need to put my thoughts on that together first.