I am in circles. You're a straight line. You are the fix, I'd hope to find. And people can be so. . All that I want now is not to change. You are the hope.
I rely on my instinct and what it tells me. It knows what I really think and it compels me. You don't have to see it or feel the urgency yet. I rely on my instinct, it really helps me.
Long trip squint to the light. The snow is too white. I'm pressed to the car door. Imagine bursting out loud. . Being that proud. I sing softly to myself.