i feel i should say thank you. or wow, isn't it amazing? or something...

it's like...like that time when i was sitting on the side of the boat, legs dangling over the edge, watching the islands and rocky hills and choppy waves pass me by with the beach soundtrack swimming in my mind. a video would have never completely captured that moment.

or like the time when i saw those millions of stars through the little airplane window. are there enough numbers to count them? could've taken a photo, but it would probably just look like johnsons baby powder which fell on a black tar road.

and this time, even words defeat me. or rather, are defeated. how can i ever stop being in awe?

how can one not be in awe?