From Invercargill to Inverness

from the coffee to the adrenalin
of writing an article for a billion dollar business,
today is shaping up nicely.

my heart feels like cocaine,
even though it's been a while,
and my soul feels like love,
even though it's been longer. 

why are we conditioned
to hide our happiness?

I am proud of myself
therefore happy,
and I want to scream it
from Invercargill to Inverness!