This morning smelled like a sunny autumn day. Warm, comforting, familiar. Like the first pumpkin spice of the season, warm hands around a coffee mug, and fresh air filling your lungs. The oxygen dancing around as it heals you and prepares you to plunge into reality but for now? Just peace. Comfort. Safety. I know that the movement from this state to the next is going to be like a plunge into an icebath as the rawness of life hits me with full force but I don’t need to be there now. I can linger in the autumnal presence for a while longer and that is bliss. Bliss that swallows me up and encases me entirely. Bliss that warms from the inside out and allows me to mellow like a child with no fears, worries, or thoughts. Swirls of purple, dazzling blues, and iridescent pearl, warm but refreshing breezes touching and brushing against my skin. Pure unexplainable bliss. Like staring out into a beautiful horizon and allowing your eyes to wonder across with no rush, nowhere to be, and all the time in the world. Life is full chaotic spirals but here, I can dance amongst the fallen leaves, float over the cherry blossoms, and feel one with the air. I am air. I am warmth. I am safe. Content. I am where I need to be and I can linger a while longer.