The song going through my head, and the song playing on the stereo is "Speeding Cars" by Imogen Heap.
The lyrics that run from neuron to neuron are "...it's just textbook stuff, it's in the ABC of growing up..."
I always wanted other people so listen to her quiet wisdom, and then I realized that they applied to me. I'm still sumbling and fumbling about in my heart-brain connection. I'm trying to get things in order and it's not coming along as quickly as I'd like it to be.
But safety first, don't push please, what's the hurry?
Slowly my feet are returning to the ground after they were temporarily unglued from the cement, and I was able to escape and fly for a time.
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