feathered

If you love something set it free.

I have hemmed and hawed over writing this letter for several days now.

Can you relate?
Do you have sticking points in your own life?

Here’s my self diagnosis: I’ve grown sensitive to online noise.

It’s like I’ve spent a day (or years?) at the fair.

I’ve gorged myself and can no longer bear to even look at roasted corn or cotton candy — no matter how luscious they smell.

This awareness raises goose-fleshed reluctance on my arms as if I’m cresting a rollercoaster’s arch. Am I about to toss my cheese curds into the melee?

Head and heart wrestle. 🤭

Ahhh… It’s good to be alive, isn’t it?

I made something.
I’ve set it free.
Let us see if it flies.

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