He could still hear that loud ticking, resounding in his auditory canals.
Indeed, was there not plenty to smile about? On the eve of Christmas Eve, Pilot had frequently felt this kind of excitement and bubbling joy inside. This time however, was different. Pilot knew this year was his own ‘tipping point’ of his own transition, that long drawn-out affair of decades past when he had so often chaffed at his own progress, had transitioned to something more fun, in ’21.
J feel more and more in flow State, thought Pilot. He was vaguely aware of Orange then Red Lights, tandem in nature, tandem in his physical awareness of his elevator. Next of course is always Now in flow State as he adjusted his brand as he adjusted his belt. Focusing then its attention on himContinue reading “Flow State”
And then SILENCE. All about was a golden orb glistening odd somehow as there was only a sense of up. Pilot could sense UP was still UP. Other than that, and he was not absolutely certain. He could detect a certain deformity in the horizontal axis left and right, in that things were not alwaysContinue reading “And then SILENCE”