As the world has been spinning forever and the patience has waned and hope is merely a figment of your imagination, it comes to a final revolution to pause and let the world present itself to you in entirely new light without passing faces and obligations to pull you along and drag you behind. And in that moment the world becomes as clear as it may have seemed on the first day your eyes rested upon it, with a fresh anticipation and perspective that has become close to impossible to achieve as a young adult in a world of fast faces and places that has kept you on the edge of your existence since the day you understood the difference between life and death, love and hate, right and wrong- and through eyes of infancy the world is no longer an enemy, but a clean canvas waiting to be stroked with all colors of your soul and you begin to do so willingly. Worries dissipate and panic is no longer prevalent, and for the first time in what seems like one hundred lifetimes you are allotted a few hours to breathe and love and smile with nobody demanding you to do otherwise. With a circle of friends composed of strangers and lovers you are allowed a night of singing and laughing and forgetting that you are sitting in a familiar driveway on a familiar street in an all-too familiar hometown. Instead you are set free to a world you have known before and one that often seems too far to touch, but you are now embracing it with all that your spirit can carry and your only desire other than to be sitting on that green plastic lawn chair, bobbing and clapping and screeching along to a classic tune, is to share the feeling with all those surrounding you and all of whom you love. Your only hope is to bask in the moment and prevent it from escaping you into that busy world of distorted, streaming vision that has become the dominance of your life. And you can’t help but hold on to those people who have led you to this moment and to cry out your love for them and thank them for bringing you something other than hate or self-consciousness or uncertainty. Thank them for finally giving you the clarity of infant eyes and a heart full of sweet air that, in this moment, feels impossible to deflate.