the first track from the powersuite soundtrack
five years ago, on this day, i graduated from college.
in the power suite, we drank mimosas made with cheap champagne. my
whole being bubbled with giddiness before i even took my first sip, and
we hugged each other over and over again. i didn’t want to let go. i never do.
every moment felt like an overexposed snapshot– a trick of the light made me wonder, “is this real?”
but it was. and i looked at the faces that made up my every day, and i couldn’t fathom the depth of the space they occupied.
my whole life was open and scary and inviting.
and i guess it still is.
and we jumped on the couch to the beat of “intergalactic” and packed
away our things and gazed up at the ceiling we painted together.
over the past five years, the angles of our faces sharpened while the lines blurred.
but the way we danced, on that day, hasn’t faded from my memory.
even though i’m tired and life is heavy, i smile. because i know we’re still dancing.
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