Morning. Thin rays of light flutter through the curtains as they land and caress my face. As I lay there on my bed, barely aware of my surroundings, a calm sensation rests itself next to me. Warm.
I close my eyes and smile. And then I slowly get up, sit on the bed for a while longer, taking in my surroundings, my senses becoming aware of things going on. The sounds coming from downstairs, the sounds coming from outside the window. The smell of the breeze.
Gently, I turn off my alarm and make my way to the bathroom. The cool water flowing down my skin as I wash my face. Feeling the trickles of the droplets as they make their way down to my chest. Every single droplet tracing a path carefully, closing the pores of my skin as they glide over the surface. I felt everything.
I looked at the mirror, my own reflection gazing back at me. My eyes have changed. They're softer now. Brown. A colour I never noticed before. It is a wonderful colour, and I smiled.
The sun hits me full in the face as I stepped out from under the porch, a welcoming embrace. I looked up at the unusually blue sky, eyes squinting in the bright morning sun. The sky was so blue, the sun so bright. I never noticed those colours before.
I started walking, one foot in front of the other, pacing slowly. I feel the crunch of the tarmac as my foot lands with each step. I sensed the pebbles and sand as they resonate into the soles of my feet. My arms outstreched by my side, fingers spread, catching the breeze as it playfully weaves across my palms.
A bird is calling. The sounds of traffic barely audible. I could hear the grass. The leaves. I could feel the wind calling. Telling me stories from afar. For a moment, my senses are attuned to the world.
And I smiled once again.