Shift

Maybe I just needed to write it down, to make it conscious. I’m walking home after a satisfying breakfast of eggs, ham, and pancakes, and everything feels right today. Or maybe I’m just grooving to the healing power of music: I haven’t listened to my old favorites in awhile, and my body moves differently as I hop along to Squirrel Nut Zippers, Tom Waits, and The Beatles. Or maybe I thrive on sleep deprivation; insomnia till after 3 a.m. last night. Heh.