and the spirit steps aside…

The brief tour of camaraderie, community and magic still lingers around me while I am firmly distant and calculating.  I am purposeful in my appreciation of freedom and yet excited to be bound to school, to my dream.  What was once a strong smell of spirit around me that felt like smoke from incense pulling at me in different directions has been replaced with a strange calm, a crystal clear direction.  My gaze is steady, my thoughts are forceful.  It’s as if the magic that keeps me dreaming has stepped aside to allow this steady focus.  But it was this magic that made me dream of you.  There is now nothing keeping me from my pleasure.  I am free to dream toward you with all my might…. and dream I will!