and the beat goes on
I rock back onto my heel, my boots dug into the snow I put one foot in front of the other. Helplessly smiling and hopelessly wondering what cosmic collision has occurred to make this real. It’s foggy and awkward, mostly my mind. At times my speech. For certain what my fingers type out, dootdootdoot, dadadadada. Ratatat-tat. Palpable heart beat belies physiology and that is all.
After all, it’s not like cracking a safe.