4/7/19

Free time and you chose her flowing

I found myself at the edge of my bed. I was sitting, with my eyes open, not looking. "I would like to spend my free time with her." At first instance, I commented to myself that it was a very egocentric phrase. "Just in your free time." But looking closer. 

Free time. 

Time when/where you are free. Freedom, what makes everything happen. Unpredictability, far-from-the-mean, an outlier? Randomness. Where you are able to choose the immediate trend. 

And you chose her.

When the beating of your hearts, vibrate together, resonate, when delocalize from the present. A moment that last... forever. Infinity. Coherence. Constructively interfering. Like two waves fusing in a lake generated by water falling from the leaves after-rain, like another tiny wave generating the majestic gait of the ocean waves. 

Flowing. 


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