[ My Secret Process ...

[ My Secret Process ]

   I agonize. 

            I procrastinate. 

                   I distill. 


                I die. 

       I hate everything I'm doing. 

            Then I fall in love. 

       I kiss it. 

     I blossom, it grows, and takes on a life of its own. 

          Then I cry myself to sleep asking who did that. 

When I awake, all was a dream.

Damn it, I love it though.