Nothing is quite as settling as disconnecting from time. Letting time run through you, but refusing to run through time to catch some arbitrarily assigned milestones, to take part in a scavenger hunt where you lose a bit of yourself for every clue you run down.
To release the whirring of endless fantasizing about a better timeline with less hassle and less pain, feels as freeing as stepping out on a late summer’s evening with the crickets sounding off in the distance. It feels like letting out a deep, satisfying sigh that fills your body with filling presence.
The most beautiful things in life are timeless and can only be enjoyed by a mind grounded in the soul.