The feeling of never having a moment to catch your breath is never a great feeling either.  That “I don’t even feel comfortable standing for a minute because someone will see me doing nothing” feeling.  In that very instant, our bosses turn the corner or walk in for the first time and see that we aren’t doing something when we all know that we had just been running around like a fool for the previous 6 hours.  Needless to say, I’m not a fan of this feeling.

This will sound silly, but I was thinking it.  The world is cold.  Before you say anything, I KNOW ITS WINTER, but it doesn’t change the fact that the northern hemisphere, for the most part, has turned into an icebox.  My thought process goes as follows: Cold air–>Winter–>Space–>Sun–>Distance From–>What if?  The frustration of this portion of my day comes from the questions of distance and space and the sun.  What if we were another mile closer or farther from the sun?  What then?  Would we be a planet of ice for 6 months out of the year and a planet of sweltering temperatures the other six months?  Perhaps we wouldn’t even exist, or maybe we’d exist in a heightened or obsolete form of our species.

The best part of the day…the customers I dealt with were all awesome.  Everyone was very pleasant.  I saw so many people, they brought in their new coupons and enjoyed their first experience and promised another visit and went on their way, for that, I am thankful.

side note: i just realized that if i left my facial hair grow long enough my eye brows could connect with my beard. no words.

The world seemed to free flow around me.  Like strokes of paint brush.  Light and color begin to wrap around me.  I smile and dance to the beat of the drums.  My friend dressed in a banana suit.  I wanted to peel him, but he is beginning to rot as I watch him.  I can’t see any legs just a rotten banana.  Oh, what good banana bread you would make!

There is a tap on my shoulder.  My eyes are lazy.  I turn slowly and face my friend.

“Dude, check out your bag!?”

I lay my back pack down on the ground.  Like wild Indians, everyone begins to dance around me it seems.  Like a fire lit to celebrate the gods above.  The universe spun around me.  The zipper tore a whole in the Earth.  The bag opened up into a massive hole that I can’t see the bottom of.  Where does it go?  I can’t feel anything, no bottom.  I look in farther, stars fill the inside of the bag.  My own universe.

My friends crowded around and sang together and held hands and jumped in one by one.  My heart began to skip beats.  One after another, people holding hand would jump into the hole.  I grabbed last persons hand and we fell through the endless space.  As we fell I looked back through the zipper.  The colors filling the opposite night sky quickly disappeared as the bag shut.

The people created a long DNA strand that floated through the boundless abyss.  We passed stars and galaxies and laughed.  What was at the end?  We glided towards a light.  My friends spun and laughed with the rotten banana.  The light was brighter.  Just another empty part of space except bright.  This wasn’t a star.  There was no heat.  We picked up speed and began moving faster and faster towards the sea of light.

My heart crashed against my ribs like a cagged animal.  I was superman! I flew through the stars at light speed.  I closed my eyes.

All seemed to stop…I opened my eyes.

The sun over my head beat down onto my body.  The grass was moist from the morning dew and trash covered the field.  I looked over at Her.

“What was that?”

She said to me.

“Probably the best experience of our lives.”

“Was it?” I replied.

“We only live once, I wanted to see what my mind was capable of. We both witnessed first hand what we are capable of doing.  I don’t regret it for a second.”

“Whats on the agenda for tonight?” I asked her.

“Love.”