I find myself dealing with more and more raw emotion. I'm accustomed to having a fuzzy filter stretched over my life like a warm inviting blanket. Life on life's terms is demandingly tedious, slightly scary, and overall challenging. But it's good (that's what i keep repeating to myself multiple times per day).
I'm in a rut (he types as she asks him if he's alright).
But like my good, personal, best friend sam cooke always said: "whoa-oh-a-ohh a change is gonna come"