Have you ever felt something and tried to put it into words, but failed? Like something good. Something right. Something.... more. Yet, the words aren't there. You physically cannot describe what it is you're feeling, but oh you're feeling it.
I'm there.
They're stuck in my throat, these words. They've dug their claws into my skin and refuse to budge. No amount of coaxing or pleading is going to get them to move. But, if you asked. If I had to try.
I would say
I feel like the sound espresso makes when you pour it over raw sugar.
I feel like the way the word lionhearted rolls off the tongue.
I feel like the warmth of a blanket that your cat has been sleeping on.
I feel like the polite, yet genuine, smile between two strangers crossing paths.
I feel like the one song you listen to when you can't think of anything else to play.
I feel like the smell of gingersnaps during the holidays.
I feel like the hug you share with a close friend you haven't seen in a long time.
I feel like the deep breath you take when you've just had a good cry.
I feel like the yellow crayon clutched in the hand of a child coloring the sun.
I feel like the whispering of pages ruffled by the wind.
I feel.
I feel.
I feel.
I can't tell you how I feel, not truly, but oh goodness do I feel it. Maybe you feel it sometimes, too.
Until next time.
Make good choices.
