At this point in time, a feeling of being collected resides.
Between napping in a hammock and flying off rocks into the cold waters of Lake Michigan, life is lived. Through the moments of freezing cold Chicago lake water and playing guitar in a studio apartment, life is lived. Life if lived no matter what deed is done. Life is felt with a song to be sung. Here the day has just begun. Here, feel the sun.
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