i woke up this morning

thinking about light-sparkled waves and sea salt on chocolate. pondering figs and wild sunflowers and peaches and cinnamon. imagining yesterdays and tomorrows where flashbacks flash forward to meet in the same frame. feeling the place where reaching out reaches much deeper inside - the place where foreign and familiar embrace under the stars. have you ever been here before?  i am.  right now.

sometimes, feeling is better than knowing