Thursday, July 11, 2013

Feel Again

*eyes closed*

You take  a deep breath, breathe in the salty tang of the sunscreen-laced summer air. You reach out, fingers interlacing, palm clasping palm. The sun kisses your lips, a slight breeze ruffling the curls in your hair. You wiggle your toes, the sand in between falling like stardust, the lull of the ocean kissing the shore a metronome to your relaxed senses.

When your senses are dulled, you know you’re safe. You have your friends on your sides, each with an input to add to the fantasy. A 20 minute car ride back from school, through the city used to spell adventure for the wild imagination. Freedom.

When did you make it so complicated growing up ?

*eyes closed*

“That which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed.” - Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Wake Up

- Inner Voice 

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