Tempo has reached critical level

ADRENALINE. I just love it. Enormously. Three hours in a row. No thinking. Music, sweat, music. Following. Improvising. Nothing else matters. No shilly-shallying, no stress. Rhythm. Adrenaline. Being me. Inside, outside. Complete. Filled with joy. Joy. It's been a while. It's been too long. Somewhere else. Gone for a while. Away. Feelings. Unrecognized. Gone.


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