Say
you’ve had a cold, or maybe an allergy, and you wake up with your head thick as
pudding, common sense nebulous as thoughts scatter in slow motion in the galaxy
of your mind and you know that you have things you must do like small planets
rotating light years away so you pull on your shoes and the dog pulls you out
the door and presto, you’re in another universe where you can breathe and the
world sparkles like Christmas just bustin’ out happy to be alive and the
streets suspend gravity, so you run and jump for no reason, and the trash looks
cute as popcorn as you skip between crosswalk lines and those young men who
took your money with your blessing, well just maybe they’ll turn out okay and
the chestnut flowers hold back giggles in a sunset so rosy it feels holy as the
dog leaps onto the lip of the fountain yet doesn’t fall in and the whole world
is waiting, watching, because this day is here.
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