I feel it real before it is real

It is always the case that I feel what is real long before it is actually real. I feel it inside me, as a truth that I live in until becomes outwardly, tangibly true.

Right now I can feel the success coming. I can feel the money coming. I can feel the confidence coming. It is all building up inside me and each night I go to bed and give it rest so that it can breathe bigger, fuller and stronger in the morning.

I can feel myself walking taller. I can feel myself smiling more. I can feel myself laughing with more ease. I have a purpose again, and I can feel a biological imperative pushing me towards women with whom I actually enjoy spending time.

I can feel the building. The slow drums off in the distance. I can hear it through the silence knowing that out there, just past the horizon, there is an orchestra slowly building in crescendo to set my life to music.

I feel the triumphant pacing of it. I feel the knowing of it. I feel the glacial force of it. I know how powerful this is. It will cut rock and forge valleys. It will create new mountains and beautiful vistas.

There is a moment, not too far from this one, where my foot will firmly kick through the ass of tomorrow.