I can feel it surge.
I have not found time to sit and grapple. Grapple with the many things flooding in at once.
But I can feel it rising.
Sooner or later, maybe.
Perhaps it's good for me to let it out once in awhile.
Like a wave that comes crashing down. Crashing upon the shores of my consciousness.
Crashes, and sweeps over me, engulfs me.