The actions and events of yesterday fade into memories as I immerse myself in the NOW, a place I am quite content with really. The storm and overcast skies are all but a passing dream; easily forgotten as I sit in this serene utopia. I look up into sheer blue skies, the strikingly naked branches of a neighbors tree dancing in my peripheral.
[TIME TO BE SOCIAL]
(from recollection)
Eyes closed, the only feeling to be had is one of sunlight, beating down and my pores opening to greet it. The groggy weight of sickness gives way to a simplistic epidermal euphoria, brought on by those heavenly rays, shining true and throwing neon lights across my closed eyelids. A soft breeze tickles into existence, coaxes a tingling laugh from the already exited pores, caressing and gentle with each fickle gust. A furry fruition slides under an, until then, unattentive hand, coming to a stop before the familiar nose prod.
Eyes open in acknowledgement. Lizzie. She comes into focus, tail swaying and eyebrows jumping with a flicker like marionettes prancing across a doggie-faced backdrop. but she's much brighter than memory serves, alight with an angelic glow, and as I pan around through consciousness, the yard I once knew becomes more, a dream world glowing supernatural through this dream world filter.
[BIKE RIDE]
