December 11th, 1971

Terrace Lounge, National Airport

I am suddenly quite overcome with a sense of surety as to where my life is headed. My own reality is becoming an intense reality for me. 

When dreams become reality it is a frightening experience.

All beauty

All love

All glory

Youth

Hare Krishan Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare.

I do have the courage. 

How can I write how happy I am? How can I tell how complete, how total my life is for me?

Larry, do you remember the day you returned to D.C. after your three week super emotional jaunt through Oklahoma and Mississippi? Do you remember the scene by St. Matthews– when you recognized all the people and all the hustle?

You have to make your own home– 

You have to accept your own life.

You have to let yourself love.

Total music jukebox–

“do you think I can’t afford to give you my love? who do you think you are? Big Shot–”

Beautiful clever New York young man moving to the music at a nearby table–

Total total total.