That street makes me so well, makes me feel alive because I feel, I feel everything around in small details. I do not know why but every time I pass here feel invincible, really this street is all I wanted now.
Walking down a dim street with the few people clearing out of work, you can hear far away chatter and music from bars, the feeling of being alive and human is so prominent you feel like dancing in the street, in the silence and far away background noise.
Laying on a picnic blanket with a pet of some sort, watching the stars twinkle above, hearing the crickets all around you the way the trees are softly blowing, there is not a care in the world in your body at that moment.
Eating ice cream at a 24 hour burger joint, watching the few people trickle in and out, the heaviness of night upon you, a flickering light across from you and the sweet giggles of a couple next to you, you've never felt happier sitting outside eating ice cream.
At the beach, your feet dip in the sand and the stars lighting the world up, you can hear the ocean so clearly as though it got louder for you, every now and then it brushes against your toes and leaving you warm and content in this world.
Out with friends, standing outside of a club or a party, with the streets bright with lamps and the folk around outside drinking and talking loudly, the music indoors trickles out and the fresh cool air feels soft and sweet, and you feel entirely at ease.
Perched on a rooftop with the wind blowing your hair everywhere and the coolness of night taking your whole body over, you can hear a wolf howling in the distance, but otherwise the world is silent and for once you feel so quiet and peaceful.
On a boat with a lover and the water is still and the moon is bright and heavy over you, you feel dewy and new and the air is moist and yet cold, you can smell the last rain and the world feels so clear and beautiful.
Laying in the middle of an empty road, music buzzing around somewhere far off and your eyes glued to the deep blue sky, feeling the hard ground below and the chill in your body from the delight of being out in the night, immersed in the sky.
Sitting on a patio with a friend, wrapped in a giant blanket swapping crazy stories back and forth and feeling the warmth in the pit of your stomach from friendship, the moon lighting your faces and giving you the feel of eerie peace.
Sitting in a soft chair letting the moon light your face, feeling the relaxation of not doing anything, the sweet crisp air coming in from your open window and the absolute peace that flows through your body.
Drawing with glow in the dark chalk, on the middle of an empty road, creating a masterpiece for the world to see, humming along with crickets in the bushes and feel ease and comfort and loving to have a little time alone, and not caring a bit about what the rest of the world is doing.
Snuggled in bed with a giant pillow and unable to sleep because the moon is so wide and bright and your eyes are glued to it, the beautiful stars winking at you and the happy feeling of being included in the night, of almost being a part of the skies show. The dancing stars and the glowing moon, and there you are included in it all.
One of my favorite parts of The City on the Edge of Forever.
Jim quickly jogs across the street forgetting that Spock is either unaware of 20th century vehicles or believes that the driver would be polite enough to stop. Jim has to run back into the road to rescue Spock who seems bewildered about the situation (and the driver’s irritability) but doesn’t say no to Jim taking his arm and leading him to safety. Spock glances back at the car in such a way you can see that he just wants a moment to study the strange vehicle and discover all its secrets, whereas Jim is apologetically protective, like “You’re my favorite person Mister Spock, so let’s not lose you to your own scientific curiosity, okay?”