Interbeing

I’m afraid to be gripped by reality. But then, what happened was real, right?

I am disturbed. I am not here. I am a hot, lost soul in the middle of a desert. I am inside a space. I am beside you and I am right in front of you. Where are we?

I want my feet to set its soles against the ground with my toes pointing at you and yours pointing at me. I want our insides to lace together and become one with the air that floats around us.

Here we are.