Finally.
I can breathe.The air is just whooshing in and out, with so much ease.
And it is exhilarating.
It is a Friday, I have no work, everyone is happy, and the summer air is blowing through my hair.
I can see the dandelions clearly through the window and the music is just drifting all around the room, as if it's carried by the breeze.
For some strange reason I just KNOW. I know that everything is going to be okay. The assurance is like a fresh glass of water, washing away this bitter after taste that has been in my mouth for so long. I suppose that's the good thing about change and pain; when you've felt it for so long, when it goes away... being happy feels better than it ever has before.
I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.
I am grand.
On Friday, April 24, 2009 at 12:08 PM
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