The Discomfort of Things Going Well

 

I’m sitting with a new feeling.  Getting to know it.  It’s color.  It’s shape.  The sensation of it’s presence. The feeling of things going well.  The discomfort.  Things going well.  I sit.  I look around.  Incredulous.  And can’t help smiling. Giggling, really…

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