7.2.17

magnificent,

the uprising, inner

feelings shifting and a whole

lot of me not knowing what

to do

about them.

in one word i am

confused.

in two words i am

holding hope.

if you are reading this,

which you must be,

because there is no

other way to digest it,

then i say to you this:

be confused and hopeful,

the combination is wonderful

and akin to being

drunk,

but cheaper.

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Written at 9:55 at night, in my office, in Agoura Hills CA.