Sometimes....
Sometimes, when the moon is just right, and the air is calm and happy.... sometimes, when the crickets are chirping and the stars are twinkling extra special... sometimes, you can just feel it. It's not something you can name or grasp. It's not something you can plan or time. It just happens. And when it does, for that small moment in the grand scheme of things, everything and nothing all at once, it's just perfect.
...and then a spider crawls across your hand.
...and then a spider crawls across your hand.