I was alive for a short while today.
I'm going to try to do it again tomorrow.
It felt good.
It was like a tornado. A colliding of emotions. Wind on my face as I confidently rode a bike down a mountain road in Colorado - a transcendent place.
I was feeling angry. Then I was feeling reckless. Next came anger again. Then release.
Sweet release.
Sweet release.
Followed by the kisses of a lover. Forbidden kisses. Hurried, longing kisses. Questioning Kisses.
I'm going to try to be alive again tomorrow.
I want to be alive again tomorrow.
