Morning thoughts.

Dreams that become nightmares

and illusions of a place

where reality becomes fake.

The mind is a different dimension

of our own thoughts and dreams.

Goosebumps.

I love the cold breeze that touches my face

as I sit outside my dorm.

I want to lay out on the grass naked in the cold night.

Just to feel infinite and free. 

Monterey Coffee

As I sat down to drink my hot chocolate at Starbucks, I saw this military man who was working on his computer and studying his books. I was mesmerized. He had such a beautiful face, bright eyes and a warm smile. I just wanted to stare at him. Just stop time and look at every line and feature on his face. Just to sit in front of him and study his beauty. To savor that moment, to live in that moment for hours. To feel the warmth his smile gave off. Just staring, breathing him in.