The Naviverse

Dancing at the door, knowing it's unlocked but happy to camp outside it. It's not time yet. Perfectly content. Ridiculously content. Until the world that enveloped me into this nexus of serenity gets the off-stage cane to the waist and hurls me into that which is the rest of my life.

I will not be seen unless I've made the commitment to you earlier (with a few small exceptions). Hello Mr. Rock. Let me introduce you to Mme. Hard-space. Oh and Sir. Sanity has decided to take a vacation.

In times like these I find that the few moments of forced calmness, as in time in which I physically can do nothing else other then just sit and wait, are when I notice the true beauty or ugliness of things. I come upon small epiphanies and they bring with them a minor euphoria that I bask in while able to. Recharging before the physical begins to dominate.

I think sleeping in through my first two classes this morning was the best thing that could have happened to me.