Crystal-gazing

I'm sitting outside under a light, and I'm trying to acquire the taste of tea. I can hear the murmur of voices and the buzzing of the night bugs. The weather isn't too warm, or too cool. I've been thinking though. I have felt a massive increase in my potential lately. Potential for greater art, expression, friends, travels, and tastes. First things first, I need to purchase a camera...and I don't mean a digital one. Second, I need a short trip to anywhere--this weekend?...maybe New Orleans, but I don't know.

I just don't know.

I no longer miss Ruston.

I no longer miss home.

I no longer miss certain friends.

I feel just right.

I'm here, and my soul is at peace.

Although I can sense significant change in the wind.

It puts butterflies in my stomach.