Your heart is beating to the rhythm of your own smile. No longer second guessing every thought. Every breath you take is sugar-coated with bitter sweetness. A little bit of this and a little bit of that. Halfway drunk, halfway sober. Halfway full.
Your soul is dancing to the very same beat, with the sun playing hide and seek on your face. Dreams awakened, others poisoned. It's true, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. But as it turns out, this time, you are on the right side of that fence. This time, the greenest grass is yours for the taking. Take it.
No longer feeling so out of place. The sandcastle you built is not being crashed down by the waves this time. All you have to do now is to live in it. With a pulsating heartbeat throbbing inside your chest. Lying down beneath a cloudless blue sky, savouring every memory while making new ones.
Proving to yourself that the time you spent trying to make sense of it all was nothing but a dead alley. The same dead alley that is now allowing you to live. One Princes Street and a near life experience.