I feel it.
I feel my heart. Beating.
I feel it. My toes in the grass. All wet and dirty.
What is it?
What is this life I live?
There are days I know, I know myself and I love my life. I am undoubtedly going where I want to go. Where I am…supposed to go.
And then I am hit. With the rain.
And.. I just. Don’t. Know.