The air has finally cooled down and the breeze feels refreshing against my bare shoulders.
I am sitting at the pool by my apartment, feet dangling in the water.
There is a dream like quality to the waves as they move my ankles up and down, side to side.
I notice the half lit moon hanging high in the sky.
The sky has turned a darker shade of blue that is calming to look at.
Trees nearby somehow seem greener than usual and birds chase each other overhead.
I lay my back down on the concrete and close my eyes.
I think, "If someone were to see me right now, would they think I was dead?"
Would it matter if I was?
All of these sensations makes me wonder,
"If there is a heaven, is this how how it feels to be there?"
I am sitting at the pool by my apartment, feet dangling in the water.
There is a dream like quality to the waves as they move my ankles up and down, side to side.
I notice the half lit moon hanging high in the sky.
The sky has turned a darker shade of blue that is calming to look at.
Trees nearby somehow seem greener than usual and birds chase each other overhead.
I lay my back down on the concrete and close my eyes.
I think, "If someone were to see me right now, would they think I was dead?"
Would it matter if I was?
All of these sensations makes me wonder,
"If there is a heaven, is this how how it feels to be there?"
mooncalf2:
That sounds lovely. I so wish I could join you. Instead I must get ready to drive to washington and start looking for a job. I would much rather lay there in peace than drive around in a crazy city full of people who generally can't drive and weird intersections. 