Making break-through's and facing challenges.
Recovery in effect. School is tightening and loosing up.
Work is in the mist.
Sometimes I wonder why I reach out the door and face the music.
The rain hits the window sill and it's calming for the future of the day.
Morning dew turns against the sun and melting away the surface of the glare.
Laughing and crying.
Smelling and tasting.
Two more pages turned and listening to the earth's hiccups.
Weak in the knees and pain in the forehead.
The light is now off and dreamland focuses in.
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