How good is life?
Good is a gross understatement of the richness I am experiencing of late. Colors are brighter (and there are more of them). The air is more refreshing. Storms are more exhilarating. Coffee is more effective and necessary (mostly because sleep time is being bit-by-bit replaced with the time with friends that comes with the season). The sky feels more velvety. That velvet is sprinkled with more diamonds (up above the world, so high). Art is more sustaining. Fires are more welcome and warming. Films speak more life. The clouds are filled with more visions of things loosed from their Earth-weights. Cinnamon tastes more like perfection. Music stirs my being more.
My heart is wide awake. It is roaming the patchwork-tree covered hills looking for beauty and being surprised by seeing it in places I may have never looked before. Pleasantly, pleasantly surprised.
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