……..

What I feel.

In this music

In a rune riff

Wandering, moving always.  Just what my thoughts now decide to do. Reminding me of free-writing, thinking, living, dreaming, moving.  Nothing containing you.

Doesn’t this feel fucking indescribable?  You see the Story, and you know you’re RIGHT where you need to be.  What you deserve.  Anything antithetical is easy to wave away.

At this age, I think I get it.  IT.  And that everything is something to draw from, record.

Picking up wedding cookies, leaving office in about 15.  FREE, elated.

So this is what happiness feels like.  Huh…