Incurring dumbness

I love the dumb feeling of fuzzy openness that slinks up the back of your skull after three drinks.

The sunset is beyond profound, your troubles are pebbles, and the glee is a fist letting go of your heart.

You have a glimpse that this single moment is what all life could be.

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