Don't break the spell
I don't think I've ever achieved this level of mellow-ness before. In fact, I don't think I've ever described my mood as mellow. In any sense of the word. At all. Ever.
But that's what I am right now. Totally and utterly mellow.
I had lots of things I had wanted to write about, and still do want to write about, but I simply can't without having at least an inkling of passion/fired-up-ness. Ah well. There's always time...and time...and time. That's all there is really. Time forever.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
The more I get of you
The stranger it feels.
Everything suddenly seems beautiful and natural and right and good. But beautiful above all else.
And I'm perfectly content to sit here, sing with my music, and feel the way my chest moves when I breathe. It just seems so incredible...sharp jerk when I need air badly, hardly any motion with my small frequent breaths, all in time to the music... I can feel my heart beating. Beauty alive.
But that's what I am right now. Totally and utterly mellow.
I had lots of things I had wanted to write about, and still do want to write about, but I simply can't without having at least an inkling of passion/fired-up-ness. Ah well. There's always time...and time...and time. That's all there is really. Time forever.
To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny.
The more I get of you
The stranger it feels.
Everything suddenly seems beautiful and natural and right and good. But beautiful above all else.
And I'm perfectly content to sit here, sing with my music, and feel the way my chest moves when I breathe. It just seems so incredible...sharp jerk when I need air badly, hardly any motion with my small frequent breaths, all in time to the music... I can feel my heart beating. Beauty alive.