inhale love exhale hate.

when I was little I use to go to my grandmothers house alot.

she had a glass box and inside was a glass tree covered in butterflies..

that's not even the best part; it was fiberoptic.

yes... fiberoptic i tell you. (thanks for helping find the word tay)

and yes.. she still does have it.

The other day I was on a early morning drive to Honolulu

the sky was exactly the same as that glass display.

the clouds were fiberoptic..

every color I can imagine surrounded the clouds as the sun rose above the horizon.

the colors of the sky sparkled on the turquoise salt water.

i was pretty convinced the ocean was make out of sparkles because of the glistening waters. 

and for that moment I am pretty sure 

the whole world stopped around me.

stopped spinning, stopped moving, stopped anything in its path because it was exactly 

what the world needed.

exactly what I needed.

so thank you grandma Marlene.
thank you endless ocean of turquoise glitter

and thank you morning skies.. 

you healed me.

xoxo,

neesh