Astoundingly happy to be here. Distractable, alas, and happy anyway, because the happy is deeper than the distractions.

The distractions are dull and unimaginative, though I fall for paying attention to them. The happiness is surprising and textured. The distractions are like what I would make up in a bad mood. The happy is better than I could make up. I stayed tuned. Help me breathe through the dumb and listen to the heart beat.