To enjoy life’s little imperfections is to enjoy this moment on a not particularly bright day by a highway.
In my mind, I’m wearing a white sheer linen dress and no shoes.
In my mind, I’m laying in the middle of a never-ending field of the softest grass and the most beautiful array of soft wild flowers.
In my head, I’m letting the wind softly blow my voice toward the trees in the distance which seems so infinitely far away.
In my head, the sun peaks through the clouds at my skin as if a child from behind her mother’s leg and giggles and my skin giggles back at the rays.
In my head, it’s sweet and here and now, it’s good to be in my head.
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