right here right now

stop, feel, breathe. what would it be like if you didn't change anything about it?

where else would you go, if you could?

around me right now, 4/01/22:

• ten people in my line of sight inside the coffeeshop, which has already changed in the time it took me to write it
• love on top playing through my earbuds
• unintelligble chatter of voices and doors and keys around me beyond that sound
• cup of mocha, cold and half-drunk, on the blue tile table in front of me