Where Are You?

Where Are You?

A crackling campfire, the evening sky, and toasted marshmallows.

Your senses are consumed by your surroundings.

However, you begin to mentally trip on thoughts of past mistakes and future outcomes.

You are no longer here but somewhere else.

As you continue down the loop the intensity picks up.

The abyss seems inevitable with oblivion.

The situation continues until you smell a nearby completed s’more.

Then, you begin to hear the crickets and nearby chatter of people.

Next, you notice the intricate details of each flame of the fire.

You feel the arm rests of the folding chair.

A chip you had forgotten on your paper plate starts to fill your taste buds.

You take in as much as you can in your return to the here and now ready for the next fall.