You know that moment when your eyes blink open, and you feel the room's embrace, like an old friend waiting patiently?
It's a quirky kind of honey-sweet tang that clings to thoughts as if they were skimming through whispers left behind by moonlit breeze.
Have you ever wondered why some phrases hang around your mind like a melody just out of reach? You look around, and everything feels just a beat familiar.
Suddenly, you're caught in the webbing of yesterday, or perhaps the othertimes that's other than now.
Remember that time you danced in the rain and felt it too comforting, like descending into a welcoming tide?