Everything seems to be happening at once: Memories of every night out blur into one, Aspirations to manifest now after so long, And I am off-valence, so willing to be lost, to gain or be bound.
I wonder at our capacity for spontaneity and wish I had asked for help sooner.
These sways donβt stop, the only thing to soothe them is music. Those tunes are the most reliable way this anxiety fades. "Know thyself"
-inscription in the forecourt of the Temple to Apollo at Delphi