In a bubble my distance is only so many feet. The trees, roads and sky always look busy. My anxiety is scared of the wind, the clouds are over my purpose. Can I skip to a new frame, somewhere far away where things don’t remain the same. I wanna go where the sky is pink, the moon is bigger and the stars are brighter. A place where I constantly leap and courage brings a smile like out like fine wine. Where the food luminates my skin instead of bloats my spirit. Dancing without worrying about someone judging me, loving without thinking about the rain. Breathing in the magical nature that puts me to sleep. Somewhere just like this where the brightest flowers and fresh herbs allow me to reboot.
