Bittersweet moments,
of a time in a hospital,
the thoughts of freedom-
felt vicariously
through a staff person when he leaves-
he can buy a creamy,
sugary coffee;
he can peruse through the books
of a library,
at the new bookstore;
he can go for a bike ride,
he can go for a walk…
Those vicarious thoughts – tiny, memorable and moving in their normality that we often take for granted – are beautiful. You’ve made simple moments something to be longed for. Beautiful.