No words of which to speak. No games in which to engage. Realer a reality than ever realized was realistically real. Little is the same as ever and going back to whenever, where ever is far from a plausibly desirable outcome. The very composure of my brain has been refashioned with a refreshed perspective so brilliantly bright that usable descriptions be sparse. Must feel it, be it, know it....as I know it....know you....know this new world. Of now. Of foreseeable futures. [[I never felt it. I never knew someone could get inside my soul the way you do. Yeah, you got me in the palm of your hand. It's beautiful and terrifying.]] Yeap, I'm what you call a goner. I confront these challenges and fearfully joyous tears with a fervor once reserved for.....when? I don't know when. Clearer than the clearest Mediterranean blues and Grecian whites. Yeah, I see you and your dangers. I've warmed up. Ready to navigate the infinite abyss and all that jazz she loved so much. Thank you for you. Existence. Here. Now. This life is...life.
I might get lost but I won't be
lost. Never can it be so when highly valued roots and connections present themselves as frequently as trees and bees (aye, me. Survive. Survive. Until I die). On my knees. These bees. I will be as I BEE as I bee. Just me.
Please know I love you all and am ever thankful for your support and readership. Serious apologies for my many weeks of neglect. Here I be. Ready to
rock your body.....please stay. xooo [the reeeeeeally good kind that buckle those knees of yours and implore you to utter "mmmmmmmmm.....]
