We say things like “I have experienced such and such.”
Did you? No.
You are the experience.
Imagine visiting a cafe for a cup of coffee.
You sit on the big patio, the sun warms your face, and
you overhear the playful flirting of couple seated behind you.
The waiter wears a white dress shirt. It’s clean, but needs to be ironed.
You look at your own clothes and check your presentation.
A small band plays light jazz music. Trumpet, piano, and drums.
Two dark purple tulips stand in a cracked ceramic vase.
The flaw seems charmingly intentional. You think about maybe
visiting a nearby pottery store after your coffee.
Not a cloud in the sky. Everything is shining.
Sparkles of light bounce from teacups, windows,
earrings, and the face of your watch.
A man and his friend share a large slice
of chocolate cake.
Through your flea market sunglasses, you see a woman staring at you.
“Great style” She thinks.