At samba class yesterday I was in a rare, joyous mood. Near to bursting with energy and coordination. Almost euphoric, and I don't know why or where this mood descended from. It had dissapated by the time class was over. But for about an hour I was so pleased to be me, to inhabit this body. I wish I could trace the source of that feeling and recreate it at will.

This is my private blog. What I am doing here is narrating my self, untangling my voice, creating clarity. I am plotting out the arc of my trajectory.