It’s the sensation of feeling so much joy at once that you almost feel lonely.

I feel I am heading towards some epitome
of who I am becoming:
some synthesis of characterization.
Little things complete me; a ring, a bracelet,
even something as simple as growing my hair.
I’m a horizontal waterfall rushing towards
a paramount me.
I’m going to meet me at the summit of me,
I am excited.

— Lucid