"I can see it" moment.

For a minute there I lost myself. Fjögur píanó starting. I stared at the message that had just arrived to my cellphone. I smiled and closed my eyes. I felt like I was well guarded in a safe place, the safest place in my world.
My eyes started weeping just a little, without me even realizing it. I abandoned myself to the wonder of that feeling, to wander into that feeling. I got envolved into that warmth sense, like my coziest hugs, like a million hands holding my body. So close. A soft embrace, the depth of that gentle swaying, the sweet flavour in my mouth. Sliding through a million of cushioned clouds, which stood above the wet grass ...where I once felt like I was slipping, the secure certain that, this time, I wasn't about to fall.
This was my happy hour. A thousand shots of pure gratification, a thousand shells of the most profound sense of peace. No meaningless concerns.
I was left alone with my less lonely self, with my (finally) self-acknowledging me. And I started dancing... again.

"I can see it. 

This one moment when you know you're not a sad story.

 You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder.

 And you're listening to that song and that drive with the people you love most in this world. 

And in this moment I swear, we are infinite."

Fim de Junho - 7 de Julho