I lie down on the living room floor and look through the window. The outside is upside-down, purposefully, and I can’t hold it but giggle a bit at my silliness. I notice how gorgeous the day is: the sky is blue and the sun is beaming strongly. Although the weather looks warm, I know the wind is crisp and the air is not as hot as a month ago. We can’t deny that Autumn is around the corner.

The leaves on the trees in front of my window are gracefully dancing and shining bright as the sunlight penetrates their surface. I wish I could hear their sound, but I can’t: I am listening to one of my favourite songs and I wasn’t shy when setting the volume to almost 100%. While the melody plays along, I keep watching the leaves jittering to the wind incessantly. My heart beats steadily, following the percussion of the song I am listening to.

My mind is far away, crossing a different galaxy as I navigate through a set of emotions. They aren’t loud, which is good, and nothing is foreign: I have been here before; I know this place like the back of my hand. I guess I should be freaking out. Instead, I shrug: It is because I know that the most precious thing to me will never be taken away.

I feel as “comfy” as one can be, floating on and spinning around massive waves of sensations and experiences, like a kid playing in a park. I see life blooming around me, beginnings and endings popping up everywhere.

For the first time in a long time, I love what I see on the horizon before me. It is no longer muddy or dark. It isn’t crystal clear either, but the truth is that it never was. I am gobsmacked by this bright light that is coming from it… Because this is no longer a promise, it is now a reality.

This light warms up every single cell of my body.

And for that…

For that, I am immensely grateful.