I have immortal longings in me

Some mornings, like this morning, I wake up with big ideas whirling around in my head. I walk to the bus stop and Shakespeare is running circles through my brain and I recite lines to myself like a sountrack to a movie, and I look out the window as townhouses whiz by, although it is really the other way around, and I feel like I could live in that place inside my head for forever. And I don't sleep as much because all I want to do is write down these ideas that are swimming around just as they come up to the surface for air. I've found something that I love and that compells and inspires me and every day that I teach, I am also learning new things about myself and what I can accomplish through sheer love. And on mornings like this morning, with the sun shining and my heart beating fast and wild, I realize that the good life is an easy thing even for those with little else but a full heart.