Originally Written: 2/18/2011

I’m listening to “You Won’t Let Me Go” by Ray Charles. And I’m happy. I can’t stop smiling. I’m looking at the corner of my cubicle, surrounded by the artificial white light of my three desk lamps. And I’m filled with this…anxiety. This happiness that for these few short moments, I know I can’t suppress. It’s something unexplainable now and will be more unexplainable later so I should write it down to the best of my abilities. The softness of the background vocals coo as the idiosyncratic voice of Ray Charles chimes in: “I love you now/I said I love you/Whoa, with all my…heart and soul/So darling, well, if you love me/I know you won’t let me go/Well, you won’t let me go.” An impending storm looms and I’m excited for it. I feel like everything is going to be washed over. And made clean.