I imagined how it would be to lay myself down on a bed of soft lavender.

How it might smell - so sweet.

How it might feel - so warm.

How it might sound - so quiet.

The butterflies and bees would be busy.....too pre-occupied with their task-at-hand to bother with me.

The skies above me would be dotted with puffy white marshmallow clouds. Drifting slowly. Peacefully.

The ground would be solid. Holding me.

I imagined that in that bed of soft lavender - I'd find comfort...I'd find joy...I'd find happy.