He woke up and went to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and the light source seem to beam brighter. It was his new day . His birthday just had. He prepared for work had his breakfast and shut the door and began walking down the street to the main road where he would turn left and walk up a small rise . When he got to the top he stopped. He looked across the road and everything he observed was coming from inside hisself . The trees, bird sounds, car sounds, human sounds, colour of the grass , the white painted weatherboard, the smells that lit the air , sensations all emanating from himself. He was no longer there. There was no separation. Sky , footpath , road was all apart of him . As he stood there he felt water dripping from the crown of his skull flowing through his body like a quiet stream exiting through the soles of his feet. Love flowed through every pore but it was not his love , it came from somewhere else. It was unconditional and he felt forgiven for every goddam thing he ever did. He looked at his watch , a minute or two had passed and he was late for work . It was a brand new day .