I Was a 12 Year Old Rock Star

For me it involves a sense of peace and connection. As an out-of-luck retired writer, I often find myself bonding with nature. Down here in the cellar at Father’s desk it can be very “cool”. The wind itself has other ideas from time to time. I say “when you can feel the cold air, as though you aren’t even wearing pants, it may be time to look at thermal work trousers, or some actual long underwear! Now that June is here, and the most perfect weather is upon me, I will merely need to look back at that day and remember. Also, as long as I put some sunblock on myself, things from there will be even more than fantastic. I will walk outside and become one with the Universe! Or at least with my section of it over here. As I breath, in a sense of oneness, and satisfaction shall become my very awareness. With an overwhelming draw from life’s essence, I will become who I truly am again. (I will also practice my early morning meditation, just after awakening unto a blissful array of activities.