At this point I just wanted to be on a swing. Feeling the smell of wet grass, and the cold wind on my skin. Watching the children play. Remembering how good this time was, getting dirty and laughing, not thinking about tomorrow.
The higher I go, the closer I get to the blue immensity, I feel as if I can touch. I imagine myself floating, without worrying about what's left behind. To let go of gravity. Wander through the atmosphere alone. Be able to finally turn off my mind. Mute ideas and thoughts, crises and disappointments. The air draining from my lungs. Fall asleep in the dark. Eternalize myself in the universe.
