i walk around the house, flitting from this room to that, smiling in mirrors and moving with a jump to my step. layers engulf me, holding warmth to my body. numerous thoughts fly through my mind but not a word comes from my mouth. music plays in my head and the world is perfect.
the sun shines through windows
indoors is warmer
i think of places i'll go one day and contemplate what i'll see and do when that days comes.
andy grammer's voice floats out my speakers.
and lights shine in the shadows.
yes, life is pretty perfect.