The small things so amazing sometimes.
When is the last time you just clicked through the speeds of your ceiling fan, click speed 1, pause and relish the slight breeze, your face lifted up towards the sky, click speed 2, and you can hear it now, a methodic whirring you can feel in the center of your being, it soothes the spot in the middle of your brain, behind your closed eyes, feel it as it seeps down your shoulders, picking up your hair and whirling it about, click speed 3, and it is really moving, trying its best to cool you down, it gets between your fingers, tracing the life lines of your palm,
and you want to share this bliss, this mystical moment of serenity.
You relax, a deep sigh, your shoulders drop a half inch and you rub the goosebumps on your forearms in delight. You smile. You're happy.
When is the last time you just clicked through the speeds of your ceiling fan, click speed 1, pause and relish the slight breeze, your face lifted up towards the sky, click speed 2, and you can hear it now, a methodic whirring you can feel in the center of your being, it soothes the spot in the middle of your brain, behind your closed eyes, feel it as it seeps down your shoulders, picking up your hair and whirling it about, click speed 3, and it is really moving, trying its best to cool you down, it gets between your fingers, tracing the life lines of your palm,
and you want to share this bliss, this mystical moment of serenity.
You relax, a deep sigh, your shoulders drop a half inch and you rub the goosebumps on your forearms in delight. You smile. You're happy.
