There’s a visible calm in the air.
If I reach straight forward and rested my hand out I could probably feel it breezing by my skin…
Like a cool day at the beach.
The kind of days where there aren’t too many tourists. It’s warm enough to go without a jacket, but cool enough for long sleeves. You walk along the sand just to feel it between your toes. The rocks are shiny and wet and…you take a few home to set on your shelf.
…to remember this calm, cool breezy day.
Inside if I reached….dived inside myself I’d surely discover more chaos. But for a moment…
I’m allowed to breath.
It’s not something I get to do often, so I’m enjoying it.
Have you ever wanted something for non selfish reasons? I mean want isn’t even a big enough word, and need sounds…idk….
But it’s like that breeze….you just need it. To surround you, to wrap you up, to engulf you. You want to inhale it again and again hoping it never goes away.
Because when it’s near, you breath easier, sleep deeper, and create so…much more.
Everything about the day is just that much better. And you hope that day will melt into forever.
An infinite breeze.
It’s like the sand in my toes and the rocks beneath my feet.
In my head I’ve collected 5 today. One is gray with skinny beige ripples across it, two are tiny and covered in green speckles. Another is also gray but massive and has a sharp jagged edge. The last is not too big or small and it’s semi translucent with debris trapped inside. Like someone injected it with murky stardust out of jealousy. I can even imagine running my hands along it’s “perfect” shell. What’s inside doesn’t scare me. It’s imperfections are what make it beautiful to me.
Like the breeze, it’s unpredictable. But I need it just the same.
So for now, I welcome this calm.
Stay as long as you like. Maybe the chaos is just minutes away. But until then…
My hand is outstretched and I can feel it blowing…calmly.