That moment when you realize something while you’re in the shower. Wanting to write it down somehow but you picture the turn out of the paper getting soaked because of your hands being too wet. Not wanting to dry them because erasing the water would feel too similar to having that piece of information erased right along with that. So instead you repeat it over and over and over…

There was probably an infinite count of honest souls in my presence but mine was and is drawn to just one of all. I can never forget the first day. I got introduced while sitting in the car…that eye connection thingy lasted for only a half of a sec but it felt strong like a sumo wrestler pushing everything off the line with a whoosh noise to spice it up. I wanted to bite my nails. Those eyes were so unreal like a mini golf version of a new galaxy. I remember the thoughts that would run through my mind so tv show-like. Not bad though. I guess that’s what happens when you feel it. Running up and down your bones like a rally going for the trophy…It was everything..more than perfect…deeper than real. But it turned out to be just a taste. Magnificence piled on a spoon just for me…I need that bowl…better yet, the whole recipe so I can have it over and over…..I had it before I can have it again.