Just like a drug.

"Maybe not from the sources
you have poured yours
Maybe not from the directions
you are staring at

Twist your head around
It's all around you
All is full of love
All around you "

Yes, unpredictable.
I don't want to explain anything anymore, just take it as it comes. Everything simply is.

The thing that would make less sense right now would be to succumb to the fear of what could go wrong.
Insanity would be to ignore all that could go right.

I've never been so happily exhausted before.