It is like a drug.
I tasted it and my body is craving for more.
I wish I could tell you about the experience yet the dictionary failed to provide appropriate words.
Rollercoaster without fear.
Trust.
The whiteness of the cat turning to yellowness in the light of a night lamp.
My eyes chasing after my big toe as it runs to follow the rest of the body.
Residual awareness.
Muscles relaxed as physics and gravity found themselves to be in perfect constellation in the center of my body.
I need to breathe as the very memory of it makes me feel high.
Straight lines of the daily routine make me run for a blade that would cross them out from the pages I write.
Touch of the floor beneath my feet.
Spaces.
Spaces, spaces, spaces that are waiting to be filled with my movement and emptied again.
Discovered. Found. Rediscovered.
I covered my mouth pondering over the sense of the words I had written.
They fail to understand.
Only the spine still has some memories.
Fading.
Craving.
Dreaming.
I tasted it and my body is craving for more.
I wish I could tell you about the experience yet the dictionary failed to provide appropriate words.
Rollercoaster without fear.
Trust.
The whiteness of the cat turning to yellowness in the light of a night lamp.
My eyes chasing after my big toe as it runs to follow the rest of the body.
Residual awareness.
Muscles relaxed as physics and gravity found themselves to be in perfect constellation in the center of my body.
I need to breathe as the very memory of it makes me feel high.
Straight lines of the daily routine make me run for a blade that would cross them out from the pages I write.
Touch of the floor beneath my feet.
Spaces.
Spaces, spaces, spaces that are waiting to be filled with my movement and emptied again.
Discovered. Found. Rediscovered.
I covered my mouth pondering over the sense of the words I had written.
They fail to understand.
Only the spine still has some memories.
Fading.
Craving.
Dreaming.
