These dreams started singing to me out of nowhere
And in all my life I
Don't know that I've ever felt so alive,
Alive
I want to wake up kicking and screaming
I want know that my heart's still beating
I want to live like I know what I'm leaving
It's beating, it's beating
Wrote Martha an email a couple weeks ago: "dreaming." Now it looks like my dream will come true. My heart is still beating. The part of me that felt dead the last 4 years is still alive, and I feel alive again.
Kazakhstan for my 30th birthday.
I'm back.
