the air at twilight

I am coming back to life. My dreams are stretching out like branches of a tree reaching out to the ends of the universe. It's amazing, I feel like I did in high school. Everything is beautiful. Everything is perfect, just the way it is. I don't know the path that life will take, but it is good.
I don't know when this started to arise back in me, but I sensed it overwhelmingly when I went for a hike today at the end of the day and soon we found ourselves traveling back in dusk and then darkness. It reminded me of camping. It's been a long time since I've been in the wilderness after dark. It shoots life into you, the sounds, the stars, the air always changing. You feel a live and aware. Safe in our modern day wilderness but your instincts hover on everything that they sense, leaving you with nothing to do except bask in the glow of life around you.