mercy ringing in my ears, you in the car ahead of me with your arm out of the window. friendly. squeeze me again. i am on level ground; rescuing myself.

the moon most assuredly in leo. find me proud and roaring, standing on my own four feet. caffeine coursing through my veins to shake the demons out with shaky hands. in this cross-section of time i need no one; i am my own.

confusion floating like butterflies above my head, a cloud. mind in space and underground essentially. but what is essential? anything at all? nothing? i am reminded of ecclesiastes and that everything is meaningless. no toil; no time.