Certain songs transport me into an old dusty bar. Where the air is heavy but sweet. And the floor is slightly sticky. Why is the floor always sticky. I wonder if it’s a way of reminding people where they are, in case they have better places to be.
I can’t tell if my heartbeat is matching the bass of the music, or the music is matching my heartbeat. Regardless, I feel like it’s eating me. Thudding its way into my submission.
Alecia Writes 
I feel the same way about music! 🤗
How wonderful!
Don’t go to bars much anymore, unfortunately 😉
There’s a reason why they’re sticky!
Gorgeous write, Alecia. ✨🌹