This is was written in my little joke notebook while I was on my way home and on the train.
42st Station
"I'm currently talking to you, not from a physical state, but from a mental state. A state of self-confidence, a state of being. This is the state of bliss, droopiness, giddiness. A state of not caring about tomorrow or my future. This is the state which I want to live in all the time, but without the illegal substance.
I'm currently talking to you from a place of happiness, hopefulness, highness."
(I couldn't move my hand)
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