I wanted to pop along and let you know that I feel very content with life at the moment. Yellow sunny ray hit my face even in the cool February breeze. And I wonder, will this feeling last? I tell the lady at ESL class that I am doing well and for the first time it really is true. Work is okay, family is happy and friends are near to my heart. Am I concealing something dark underneath? Are my eyes invisible to suffering? I feel very content with life at the moment. Red warm fire slowly creeps through my fingers until it reaches my heart. The movement of people places and things are drowsy and put me to sleep. I no longer have those anxieties. Am I growing wiser? Or am I masking something? The green buds that rise from the earth in the early spring give me hope. If they can bloom, why can’t I? Why can’t I turn my face to the sky and breathe in all the wonderful things that have been made? I feel very content with life at the moment although I seem to have forgotten my name.