Everything's fine.

Everything's just totally fine.

I'm not tanking, I'm not setting the world on fire.

I'm breathing, I'm feeling my way.

Blind we are sometimes, maybe always.

Moments of clear seeing, moments of clear thinking, moments when we feel our heart's yearnings, these are the beauty of songs maybe.

I am writing like five different songs right now. None are finished, all are floating in and out of my mind, sometimes on the back burner, sometimes right up in front.

Will they fully reveal themselves?

Will I be saved?

What else is life but this?

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