It's strange how happy I've become. I can't explain it. It's like, in realising that i'm living, actually living - everything becomes estacy, suddenly I'm watching dust turn to gold in the light. and i know everything will be okay that somehow it will all turn out right.I'll hold my fate in someone elses hands, and treat triumph and disaster just the same. and I won't be afraid. the world is mine and everything in it.and i know every possibility, every freedom tangible, only a glimpse a fragment away. everytouch, smell taste is mine and it is so amazing. I no longer care to be the fool.