There are days

There are days when I could float away. Just somewhere. Away. Far away from where I am. Eyes closed. Sprinkles of cool water on my face. Lying on my back. Nothing around me. Nothing above me.

There are days when I could just laugh. Laugh because the sky is so blue it seems unreal. Laugh because life changes in a second and I don't know what's beyond that single frozen moment.

There are days when I could just cry. All day. Every day. Tears, fat as raindrops, sliding down my cheeks, stinging my skin, cleansing me. Away. Making me float away. Somewhere. Anywhere.

There are days...