Little flicker of time

Before this song ends, before the salt gets sucked out of the air, before the centers get pushed into a corner, before my words get interrupted by my thoughts. :)

I love experiences which strike you so hard, they make everything spin on its tail for a little while. People who speak tragically beautiful or ruefully ugly words - the right words, words that you never thought could be spoken like that, could be made to mean that; or the wrong words, so wrong you barely understand them, but want to hear them over and over again in strange depravity. And then suddenly they pour forward like liquid heat, and wrap in a trail around the inside of your head. I love being shoved face-first into the reality that there are entire universes out there that I know nothing about. Entire communities, families, societies thriving in ways I could never imagine, and have never stopped to notice. I love being close enough to touch, but too far to feel. I love stealing second glances, straining to overhear whispered nothings.

And I love the release of stepping back, letting go, simplifying. Not thinking. I wonder if for a while, I just stop thinking. Will the world be at all affected? :)

Thus ends the M1 of travels, colleagues, corporates and lessons! Here's to the rest, and the rest of the paychecks :)