A breeze on the face, going through the hair and felt by those hands. Not going anywhere, not wanting to go anywhere while not wanting to stop anywhere. As if the first humans, roaming the earth, solely in awe of the beauty of nature.
Can life be so weightless? How does existence not hurt? How living feels so satisfying, might be a mystery, but damn beautiful when it happens.
With that being said I drown in late-night sleepless epiphany.