Sometimes, and I think very rarely, you get to a point in your life when you finally find balance. It's kind of refreshing to find that peaceful place in your heart where you know you're just comfortable. I said to myself, self, I used to be that guy. Who is that guy you ask? You know, that one, the one where you're like; I can't have two things at once, not perfect not fully, not occupied your mind at the same. I used to be the guy who, disastrously, either had the job or the girl or whatever my hobby/obsession I was preoccupied with. And whatever wasn't on the forefront got left behind, dilapidated, and died. But now I have balance as I was saying, I finally have this fluid water river fortune cookie inner peace thing gong on that's like a warm blanket, a snuggly soft plush fuzzy nicely scented, power of being, enlightened, I am Buddha, ohm, calming, unusual thing for me going on right now.