Taking time in the early morning to listen to the soft chirping of birds taking a deep breath in, smelling the lavender blanket mixed with the crisp dewiness morning brings, trying to inhale the sunlight that shines through the small window exposing the patterns of dancing dust floating in the air. My eyes are heavy with the weight of morning drowsiness, but I can’t seem to close them so I stare at the cracking ceiling, finding shapes hidden in the peeling white paint. I’m laying on my back, searching for the movement of the earth’s rotation, imagining the earth’s core covered in scorching lava. My sweaty palm reaches outward into the air watching sunlight from the window expose my glistening dry skin I imagine it's like the earth's magma slowly creeping through the earth's soil. I want to stay in this moment for as long as I can the soft music of birds the fresh lavender with warm sunlight this feeling of being more than I am, more than a body of a human more than my skin that covers the skeleton, muscles and blood. Because in moments like this, I slowly fall into pieces of weightlessness like confetti in a parade I can almost float away into the oxygen I breathe I lay on my back, drifting back down into the world's stiff reality like the sun exposing the dancing dust, I want to expose the hidden parts of me I want to be more than a moment of what reality remembers. More than the weightlessness I desire so much. I want this version of my human self, that my society has shaped me into, to blossom with potential. So I'll have to get up Repack all the weight I put down And start this journey again Of being who I am.
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