It's going to be alright. I know how small br a slice might feel, but assuredly it'll heal. br br I watch the wind. I taste the air. Enjoying br the sensation of being alive, of being able br br to think of pleasant situations. Expectations br leads to resentments. Better to accept each br br person on his or her own level. Not to expect br that they match my defintions, but instead br br that they are who they are and that I am br what I am. Together we make up the world. br br I kick a stone with my feet. It dosen't hurt. br It only moves to the next anticipation. I am br br as tall as I'll ever be. Each molecule that br suggests my form is all the man I need to br br feel. It's going to be alright. There is surely br a purpose to every dissapointment. I may not br br understand the process, but I will enjoy br the end result. I lick my lips, quietly enjoying br br the taste of me on my tongue. I am not the br devil. I am not God. I am only as much in br br pain as I allow myself to be. Some people br might walk by and ignore the living I am br br displaying. That is their choice and I respect br their opinions. Others might stop and share br br a word or two. We will have a conversation. br Time will pass and the day will roll on, and br br another part of living will me to stand free. br It's going to be alight. I'm still smiling.br br Chris G.