Lost words

 No more words required; the mist is passing slowly, but one leg still struck seems I am not here, It seems.

 What's art, is there ever been an artist defining art? Have you ever reached close to define it?

More importantly, I am sure I don't live in dream anymore, but am I less body centric, do I unbelieve this?

Am I more into this world, seems so, am I not escaping, seems so, am I happier? seems so, better, probably, have I reached closer to knowing me? 

Probably yes, but not peaceful, but yes less restless, less agitated, less out of the world.