I Would Fall In Love...

If there were no limits on my time on Earth, tomorrow I would fall in love. I would fall in love with the little things that are often overlooked because the time that I have to appreciate them would be infinite. I would fall in love with the way the nostalgic summer air smells, and how the birds sing in the morning. And if it's a cold rainy day, and the birds don't sing, I would fall in love with the rain itself. I would fall in love with the idea of choosing cereal or pancakes for breakfast. I would fall in love with folding my laundry and cleaning my dishes. I would find the glimmer of hope and goodness in things often overlooked and skipped over due to the sheer fact that we as humans don't have enough allotted time to spend on things that are seemingly meaningless. And maybe, once I'm done falling in love with singing birds or the rain itself, I could fall in love with another human that looks at this infinite world the same way that I might. Because together, we aren't in a rush to overlook small things in order to achieve big things that have been crammed into our very finite amount of time here. I think that this love could feel infinite.