It’s the brightest autumn day out there, the kindest light I’ve seen this year, the clearest sky blending its blue with the colors down here. Have you heard? The world moves on and it seems to do it easier with time. It never looks back. It rarely even looks around as the present tense is of no interest to anyone. There’s air of stillness in my soul. A feeling like a hummingbird, somewhere far beneath all the layers of consciousness. A tremble like a rumor buried down along with all those other feelings I put on my imaginary shelves. Have you tried to understand? I did. I can’t. It should get easier with time. I shouldn’t look back. But I can’t help to look around, as the present tense is all I have. The now and the immediate. Am I getting through? I have changed and realized I fit into an autumn’s day. I’m still. I move slowly, increased frame rates… I let the sun touch me like a lover, caressing skin and heart at once, and let its warmth fill my heart, like love. Wish you could feel this. I can’t breathe and move at the same time. At times I wonder where my soul has flown. Maybe you’ve seen it. Look around.