Floating down a river of green and red. Light reflects of the water. White light shines bright in your eyes. The sky flows pink, and purple, and orange with a yellow sun peeking from behind silhouette of a giant tree. Song’s of birds and the wind in the tall yellow grass, lulls you into a peace deeper than you have ever felt. On the air is a smell of grass, and sweet decay of fallen fruit. The warm breeze brings dandelion wishes and you watch them dance in the air. The sound of birds echos again off the water. Floating down the river, green and red.
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There was a lot more written here before. Then I saw it was irrelevant. I am just another person with an autoimmune disease and spectrum ”disorder” who is highly sensitive to their environment. I thought I would write a few things down, so here you go. Swim at your own risk! View more posts