Poem

There Should Be a Word.

Part One.

There’s a very specific feeling I’m having.  Right now.  I just can’t seem to get my tongue around it.

The thing seems so trivial… but I feel compelled to share it.

It is quite literally an existential sensation.  But one we don’t think of that way.  When I describe this specific one, the words will make it sound hollow–at best.  Empathize with the description at risk of being distastefully close to an observation of triviality.  …and yet.

The nice feeling I want to share is simple awareness of the fact that One’s current environment is excellent.

I find myself in surroundings where I am able to find comfort.

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