Every Day is Pure Blissa

The gate was covered with leaves. I ran my hand over the wood and opened it slowly.
Everything came into focus. Sunlight reflected on the water, a boat moved across the horizon.
The air felt warm and balmy, The colors, the scents, the sounds took my breath away—
they were all so new, so beautiful.

It was easy for me to imagine how we would meet, what we would say, how it would feel.
And in that moment, my thoughts carried meto a place where I could see it all unfolding.

Walking down by the rocks, my thoughts went back to the two of us.
He brought out a strength, a vibrancy that I didn’t know existed.
Together we felt like poets, musicians, artists, and every moment seemed filled with infinite possibility.

The dream now seemed closer somehow.
Moving through a landscape of vivid colors and flowing shapes, it didn’t feel like a fantasy.
It felt like I was really there.

I realized that there were choices that didn’t need to be made.
I can be many things, but I’m always me.
I watched as the house started to fade into the distance and felt certain I waas already everything I wanted to be.