Moments

You float along, listening to life whistle around you like a gale force wind thinking that it will never slow down. Then for one moment, a moment you never thought would happen in your crazy, messed up existence time stands still. People around you are still moving, breathing but in your circle time is stopped. The motion around you is still, your so caught up in the moment of what is happening to you that the air is heavy, motionless. Almost like you are meant never to forget the memory that is being created right then, that is it to be forever ingrained in time. It is perfect, perfect for you. For no one or no thing is perfect except for what you see in your mind as perfect for you.