The bright lights and the happy, yet haunting, music from the carnival pull me in.

The smell of the cotton candy and lemonade, so sweet. I’m flying high on happiness.

Everything feels right in my world, I am no longer afraid. I am content with how things are falling into place.

It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this, so strange and welcoming at the same time.

I must hold on to this feeling for as long as I can because who knows what’s coming next.