Everything that is here, needing page space.
Nothing meaningless or irrelevant.
Windsor as a Town, home, speaking to me with the loudness of the new train that just sounded. Well not really new, I think it’s just the SMART Train that’s been extended.
Gratitude is indescribable. I am going to have this one fucking life that’s been given to me, or given BACK to me so lovingly, in a way that will be studied after I’m gone.
No work-worry. No anxiety, only celebration and new elation and concentration.