If I wasn't a bicycling commuter, I would lose over 4 hours of time I normally spend thinking. It's so easy to make that time disappear. Does anyone even notice it missing?

When I see music and enjoy it, I feel like I'm breathing freely for the first time. My mind may be skeptical but my lungs are desperate and don't think about it, immediately accepting the slightest touch of air. If my body wasn't so desperate I would worry myself into suffocation.

I'm happy to say that I'm learning to breathe, more and more.

My new dreemkit, in sea-greem.