The music plays lightly from the speakers on the desk
It’s not too loud and something soothing and familiar
Small, fold down table laden with brushes in a coffee mug
Mason jar tinted blue with an inch of water waiting
The thrill uncapping colors
A canvas laid out before me
I meant to stay, but I tumbled
Color swirled
Brushes brushed
A flower, a tree, a forest
Sunset, sunrise, an entire city
Shadows and light and color
Water flowed like a river reflecting
It’s almost like here, but not quite
A world to explore similar
I step through boundaries only accessible at night
In dreams and lucid states I come untethered
Traveling beyond limitations
How the hours pass
Hunger howls before I stop
The sun has gone down and there’s still
Clean-up and assessment
And then it’s eating and contentment
Satisfaction
I’ll be leaving be sure of that
Every chance I get
