writing: heartbeats

and then,

my heart was tip-toeing on the edge

between the realm of safe reality

and that place where dreams are tucked around the corners

aorta, valves and ventricles

bursting with hope

and pulsing with joy

and racing with reckless abandon

and i am filled to the brim

i am filled to the brim

and overflown

[me]

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yesterday was the best day

this week has been, seriously, the best week

as promised, my 1/2 birthday was bursting with goodness

friends, food, cinema...

and more mike & ikes than a girl can handle

i felt so loved

and so blessed

and on the way home, late at night, i rolled down my window

and cranked up the radio

and let summer blow its way through my hair

while five for fighting sang me a lullaby

and for a few minutes,

everything. was. perfect.

and nothing in the world seemed wrong

and my happiness was untouchable

and when i was brushing my teeth

i could see myself glowing

just, glowing

and i had to capture it on film

so i could bottle the feeling up for later

just in case i need to let it out for reminding

just in case.

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we can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures

[thornton wilder]