Like a wave curling in on itself,

She is starting to cave in.

At this very moment,

Life seems to be going well.

She can’t help but feel like this is the eye of the hurricane;

Life hasn’t felt this calm since what seems to be the dawn of time,

It unsettles her that she is stable.

She is never this stable.

And like a bolt about to strike,

She feels electrified by the possibility of what’s to come.

She is at peace with where her life is.

She has accepted the fact that life isn’t in her hands,

Perhaps they’re in the universes.

And like a baby being swaddled,

She feels comforted by the people she continuously surrounds herself with.

For the first time in a while, 

She’s in love with the way life feels when the windows are rolled down.