the air touching my skin was noticeably warmer this weekand today is the First of Marchand people are beginning to talk about Daylight Savings Timeand there's that familiar excitement in my chest againthe Spring butterflies returning to my stomachevery time I smell the electric ozone scent ofgrowthenergypowerlifecarried in the warm, wet breeze blowing from the westit's the chill down my spineand the recurring goosefleshanxiously awaiting all the unknownpossibilitiesopportunitiesdrifting in on the windevery day it seems the Sun changes color a little moreshading from the hazy white-blue hue of Wintertoward the bright hot yellow-orange fireball of Summerand I swear I can taste that color shift with my skinlicking it upcat bath of photonsdrinking it downsunlight pouring straight into me asendorphinserotonindopamineadrenalinealtering my basic chemical makeuptransformingregrowingmy Selfcoming back to lifewaking the fuck upwaking the world upI can feel itI know it's time to move againtime to run againtime to drift againtime to dance againtime to fuck againtime to kiss againtime to drink againtime to feel againfeel these things againfeel awake and excited and anxious and nervous and alive againI can feel all of it beginning right nowwith every new sensation when I step outsideI feel the familiar twitch of that little seed growing in the center of mestronger each daygetting ready to burst
Friday, March 1, 2013
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