I lay down yesterday and a funny thought whispered to me:
I put out my hand
and fight
and i’ll bring the cows home…

I feel so tired right now…much like there is leading hanging on my eyelids and my lips. My face is ashen and drawn into an infinite implosion of expressions. Yet this is purely a result of the exhaustion of my physical self. Yet what I’m feeling goes beyong this exhaustion.

I reached an enlightenment this evening…and it brings me a great smile to my heart.

Like a diamond covered in dust, you know?

*smiles*