A life not lived.

The long untrimmed grass in a never ending field is where she sat reminiscing. She had never been able to breath that fresh air. For once she could just sit and take long deep breaths enjoying the cool but not cold air as it went in and out of her lungs. Like a wild lion set free in an African safari, she looked over her life. The sight was splendid, optimistic and hopeful. She could touch anything, like a child who has just learned how to craw and was free to touch and explore anything in their path. The taste that overcome her at that moment was the taste of freshly squeezed orange juice , the free feeling starts you off in the morning, and keeps you going through the whole day. Just like the toddler is ready t leave her immobile life for a life filled with uncut, untrimmed desires. Since the new change in her life,the sky was the limit.