Butterfly On The Wall

I meditated before I went inside the party in the Malibu beach summer home of an old friend. A new technique I had picked up and began to practice several months earlier. I had ended a longterm relationship a few months earlier and was just getting back out there after a love hiatis. My Hostess had called me to the gathering to set me up with someone she thought I would like. As i entered the room , the loud music and packed room ,

when you are in the dark, all you can see is the light. it appears in the distance and grows larger and larger until it encompasses you as you draw closer to it when you are in the light, all you see is the dark. its expounding width and depth and vastness looks like a haven where you flee to be free to do as you wish without judgment floating in and out of the curvy center gives the best of both worlds (discovered through the kenny chesney event)