I'm ecstatic!      and my thoughts   are   uncontrollably    sporadic!      Yet centered around one center      Joy.      In plush ripe tones   joy is rushing through my bones!      If joy were a color   it would be purple    pastel   pretty      Like old women and young children   both wear on easter      Smiling while having deviled eggs   and drinking kool-aid      Chasing blown bubbles   in the backyard      The young ones' distracting hats   fly off...      And the old ones laugh   a contagious laughter   that is to be shared    by everyone there      The sun   shines down upon them   as all of their physical imperfections   gleam    beautifully      and inside   inside   I feel like this   and I look outside my window   and imagine the   future purple pastel pretty   moments of joy   that I will one day have with my wife.   My Children.   My friends.   My family.      I really look forward to those moments.   But I am thankful for the one   that I am having right now.   this morning.      Alone.    On my couch.      Overwhelmed by Joy.