Full After All.

Four days have passed since I've felt that undying urge to unload my every feeling, and I can't say I'm upset that it's no longer a daily affair. Even now, I'm writing on full. Thank God for every date between those that I wrote on. Those are the days that my thoughts were moving at an average speed; days when I needed no reassurance in front of me to keep going. Oh, but I'm not knocking my favorite hobby; it's just that some days, it's nice to feel unburdened. Imagine a whole week of days like that after one of the hardest several month long periods life has thrown at you. Hello, sense of long-awaited relaxation. I missed anticipation when miss inebriated fell one too many times.

Now three hours short of freedom, I'm open-hearted and even more open-minded. Words can't describe exactly how excited I am to life life in a forward motion once again. I'm not stuck anymore. Finally, a switch that had been so stuck despite all my efforts to switch its direction decided to give and flip. I am free, I am free, I am free. No more spells to dwell in; no more pleas to write. No one please but me and those who have proved that they need me and I need them. I have everything I need and nothing that I am missing. Do you know how it feels to be complete after being drained for so long? I'm full. I'm fulfilled. I am filled.

Tell me how to tell this story and I will do the best I can. Right now I've been basking in a light the advertisement only wishes they could boast. No more handmade sunlight; I'll be shining under its glow 48 hours from now. These last few hours won't be so tedious. They're better than anything I've felt since the world crashed down. Even monotony now is so beautiful to me because I can appreciate life and live it fully again. Nothing is in my way anymore. No one ever deserved to hold me back, and why I let them, I have no idea. But I'm better now, and better by it all. Life is fast approaching; I'm saving a seat for anyone who would care to jump on and enjoy the breeze. The tickle of stray hairs on cheeks is a pretty pleasant sensation when it comes down to it. This ride is one gift I'd never have to ask for, present as long as I'm breathing.

Life is beautiful; now I'm the one that's not forgetting that.