Moment in Time

January 28 4:02

I think theres something euphoric about the ability to bring yourself to a moment in time where you felt someones comfort and who's presence brought you so much calm.

Or to transport to the moment I sat in Condado beach puerto rico, eyes shut, belly full of air, and released my breath in pair of the swooshing sound. I can hear it perfectly glide from the left to the right. Almost like a zipper.

Or to feel the moisture in the air on the day I visited Dianas waterfall in New Hampshire. Where the trails ground is blanketed in yellow red and orange, and theres pockets of bright green and gray. A very airy gray. That was the color of the sky that day. I leaned on a rock that came up to my hip. Feet planted forward. I can feel the wetness on my coat. I can hear the strong wet thud of water smooth over my ears.

My favorite made up moment I like to transfer to is a moment where I feel the suns intensive warmth on my face. I smile at it and breathe in its rays. I can feel flowers swift over my skin as they float and dance around me. Theres iridescent delicate pieces of glitter falling from the sky. Slowly and smoothly. I twirl in the sand and dance to the beat of my heart.