I was given time to relax.
I was given moments of stillness to slow down.
I was given a blank piece of paper and a stick of graphite
I could read what I wanted.
I could write what I wanted
I could scroll for hours if I wanted.
I could pray.
I could feel the sun in my face without letting all my chores over come my moments.
I could see color, texture, distance.
I could hear traffic, chatter, music, birds.
I could smell the cut grass and the warm air.
I could taste the crisp white wine.
I could breathe.