I am sitting in a coffee shop listening to light-hearted, drifty music. I am drinking coffee and trying to work, but keep getting carried away with the music in the background. It seems to seep into my thoughts and take over without my even realizing it. I love this feeling – the dreamy ‘not quite here, not quite gone’ state of mind you get early in the morning when it is quiet out, or when you hear a song from the past, or drive through an area that you once knew so well. It is familiar and comforting and…and…enough. I am not worried about anything. I am not stressed. I just – am. I like that.