I thought I had something to say. I thought it would be beautiful and bold. I thought the words would flow again as in the days of old.
I thought it was time.
I think too much.
I felt a burning in my lungs. I felt a burning deeper still. I felt it burning in my soul with every step upon that hill.
I felt it was time.
I feel it much, much more.
I saw the past before my eyes. I saw the future pass me by. I saw but didn't dare to dream something else was there.
I saw it was time.
I see clearly.
I think I want to share. I think that some might care. I think, but do I dare?
I think too much.
I thought it was time.
I feel my pain. I feel its drain. I feel intensely, acutely, miraculously sane.
I feel it much, much more.
I felt it was time.
I see my self. I see with eyes of stealth. I see what looks a lot like health.
I see clearly.
I saw it was time.
It is time.