Stuff

Headspace here is what I really need

No special air to breathe

or a mountain spring to drink from

Free is how I wish to be

And freely is how I wander, aimlessly

Between the iles lined with things

Which, if given the chance, would make any wandering

man feel like a king. When really it's just the

space I think, which permits me to feel like

a king, in this place which is home to many

things.