I feel as if I have lived a thousand lives,
and that I will live a thousand more

flashes, glimpses, memories they call imagination and dreams
Yet to me they all feel real, the tastes, the touch, the sounds

I can feel the sensation in the moment

The other day, just for a moment, I saw myself walking down a long hallway, the wind, whipping my hair and dress, pouring in through the open windows

and just for a moment, I was her, this woman with the small smile, striding down this corridor, and I wanted to be her, become her

My next life, my next chapter, and even if I struggle to find the beginning of the path that leads to her, I have a million lives calling me forward