Today I woke and something was different. I was different. I felt different. I felt new. This morning I woke up sober. I have been slowly killing myself with substances for the past few years...I think I have been doing it since 1999.

Looking in the mirror today I could laugh. Nothing was all that funny. But I did it anyway. No more double vision, or was this double vision? I look morphed...aged. Time to walk, time to feel. Try to feel.

I need to gasp, I need to sing. I need this.

I need the warmth and the wind. I need the back and forth. I need, I want. I care.

I feel focused.

I am focused. Time to act on ideas, thoughts.

Stop the piling and start climbing or digging or both. I need the layers. It is dark and cold now. The day is over. Still I kind of laugh. Today was fun.