July light

It was the kinda light you dreamed in.

Early July with perfect vision. No wind breathed.

The only thing confirming reality was the mere 

thought of it.

Id always liked walking at this time, 

it distanced you from reality, or the clutter of 

thought that ran a continual monologue of what 

you had done, doing or anticipated.  

You just excited...along with the trees, the leaves

the  air and the ground. a part of your surroundings.

When I was younger this is what I thought a 

'high' would feel like. But maybe its more the 

come down, without the fear of the unknown.

without the racing heart beat and clenched stomach.

Above all I had felt this was my favourite. Not over the moon

happy or content with life, not excited or fearful but 

accepting and existing. it was a feeling of the unknown.

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Capital letters should be used in the beginning of every new sentence. That is essential for the reading experience. Other than that it is really good!