the sun is warm on the right side of me; resting on my cheek and the skin on my arm, sinking into my veins where my blood is storming away from my heart but surging right back to the ball of fire that's beating and pumping and dancing; jumping. my lips are sucking in air that tastes of mint and fills my lungs and burns in the best way; burns in the right way. i'm breathing deeply and my head is heavy and fuzzy and i am living. i am feeling. i am here again. come and fucking get me, world.
