follow the white rabbit
amazing how the mood is lifted when the sun breaks out and finally summer starts to win over father frost. suddenly, the streets are filled with colourful clothes worn at the right places, people produce a decent smile and relaxed look when meeting you and nature finally seems to proudly present what it has been bubbling up during the past months in brooding secrecy.
i find myself looking at the results, year after year, with the same sleepy eyes, filled with the sand of dreams and not quite believing yet that this isn't part of it. and i walk through the crowds on my daily errands with a head slowly looking up, noticing shadows, shoes, the shorelines of figures and unwillingly my own face lights up, a smile builds on my lips and everything looks possible again. i know it isn't but the feeling makes a pink kind of sense.
take the green pill.