Daintily Quizzical

Escaping from reality, just wanting to hide out alone and write. All sorts of activity happening in the near vicinity that I don't care to be a part of. Soothing melodies calming me interiorly, allowing the benefit of peaceful solitude. Awakening melodies appearing tiredly at first, then beginning to be energized by the morning sun. Daintily quizzical in nature, hoping to establish many solutions to lifetime problems. Finally at peace in an illuminated sphere of time, content to be just as I am and not bothering anybody. Just going deeply into intellect where all life is good and not tainted by the immersion of it.