the sweep of possibility - a lather of excitement and potential - is my favorite intoxicant.
"luscious" becomes a favorite word.
it waits right next to "yes."
i stand on the platform waiting for my train and look up at the sky. bright white astro bursts from plane engines mark the paths of comings and goings, transport across this wide, cloudless blue on this first undisputably warm day of the year. i wear my blue converse and listen to a song i've never heard before and feel like i can go anywhere, do anything, fall in love with the world again.
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