It's the Wonder of the Journey that Intoxicates me

One of those gifts that were locked up in that cage.  Imagine the imagery and drink in the quench as the one who walks alone on this lovely path.

It doesn't even matter where the path is leading.  It's the wonder of the journey that intoxicates me.

It really is intoxication, oxytocin, whichever you like to call it that nourishes our souls, and such a day I think does exactly that.

I am intoxicated by realness, color, abundance, sharing, caring and kindness, love - such real love, and now.  Finally I am in love with right now -  this very second.

Life.  It's always a good thing.