Joy

Then all at once it hits me
The fleeting moments carved out of time
Melting like a mint chocolate chip hot fudge Sunday in July.
That fresh scent of bee pollen and the neighbors cutting their grass that sweet sweet smell of youth.
Where time is all we have
Living so large and in charge with every ounce of energy in every atom we smoked the dopest weed that stopped time and kept us flying.

For when we finally realize how awesome being alive is for when we stop watching clocks and start dreaming.

The only difference now is hope.
Keep the hope alive & live a brighter today.