[Open] A Park

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I remember three things.

I remember I like being up high. I like the wind and the freedom of open air.

I remember warmth surrounding me. Protecting me like I'm something worth protecting.

I also remember that remembering this feeling is wrong. That I shouldn't remember something like that.


Four things.

I also remember that I'm missing something very dear to me.


I climb a tree and settle myself on a sturdy branch overlooking the park. The sun tickles my neck and warms my face; for some reason this is an amazing thing, like I'm feeling it for the first time.

I take in a deep breath and smell the whole world around me.