This respite from the stifling heat feels more unfamiliar than comfortable right now. It isn't that you don't appreciate the break and the fresh air, because most assuredly, you do. But there's something strangely awkward about it. It doesn't feel right. It could be because now is a time of subtle transition. You had finally grown accustomed to things as they were, and now they are different. You are stuck in this limbo of two very different worlds... somewhere between a home and a place that's nothing more than where you are. Yes, that must be it.
These are the times when you have spent so many weeks wishing and hoping that the air would turn and a breeze would waft against your skin, just once. And then one day it does. And then you are left wondering what to wish for next? Surely if that wish and hope came true, you have the power within you to bring other daydreams to life as well, right? It only makes sense.
You know, to put your mind on something just out of reach, and think about it, ponder it, wallow in it, absorb it through your pores and into your bloodstream during every waking moment (and many moments while you were sleeping, too, I might add) till suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere it all falls upon you at once. But it isn't really a surprise at all since it's all you'd been thinking about for ages and ages... then somehow it startles you just the same.
The bristle of it against your cheek is totally undeniable. And the softness of its hands and fingers as they graze over your cheek, too. And oh dear, the lips as it softly yet intently kisses your cheek... these things are not an illusion at all. But it's been so long, you see, and there is so much yet to understand. You want to dive into it... to simply take the deepest breath you've ever taken in your life, filling your body up like a shiny balloon, and then close your eyes and let gravity take you soaring though the air and deep down into the very abyss of it. Because it is an abyss, you see. A glorious, triumphant, wonderful, soul-stirring abyss.
Perhaps someday you will jump into it... with your eyes open, even... perhaps...
