Nostalgia

95 degrees and the smell of chlorine on my bikini makes me euphoric
I crave a rocket shaped Popsicle colored red, white and blue
I find myself asking "do you love yourself more than your dreams?"
Unfinished vision boards because I want too much for this life
bottles of paint lying on the floor
new brushes mingling in my cup filled with ones, used
exchanging stories with one another, whispering pictures
I am creating memories, right now, I am living today.
I took a nap on my yoga mat and fell in love with myself again
I hadn't slept well in days and the night terrors came back to haunt me
not because I was missing something out there
but I forgot to listen to what is in me