I close my eyes and I can feel the sun.
I can taste the delight of alcohol on my lips, in all it’s blurring fervor.
The smell of salt in my nose.
I can feel the grainy texture of the sand, hear the gulls, the waves crashing in all of their magnificence, and the laughter of someone I used to know.
I feel free.
Open my eyes, and realize I’m not feeling. Just…..imagining.