Hey.
It’s exciting. Yeah?
How it’s happening now.
Meaning,
the end of supposed separation.
Of how you were supposedly different from anything else happening.
That’s happening.
For the moment, it feels cool.
Saturday here, eating breakfast.
And yet anything can happen.
And, for some reason,
I believe it will.
That final realization
of there being no one to do the realizing
and the reminding
each other
that this is what it is.
The end of patience really
to have this be any other than what is.
Time to get real.
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