For the first time in a very long time I feel at peace with the world. Thigs that I needed to say have been said, truths strengthened by thier being made verbal. I seem to be able to just gel with people today, and I'm spotting the hidden worths in the most unassuming induviduals. For a tiny capsule moment, all is just right, and I feel like I could tolerate the intolerable.

It doesn't even seem to matter that the feeling will be gone by tomorrow. What I can't figure out though, is whether this is just a figment of samsara, or whether it's genuine happiness. It certainly feels like it.

Listen to Manu Chao. French-latin reggae. It just makes sense.