Lyndsay Harrelson

Stories from Lyndsay Harrelson

Friday, May 5th, 2017

It was like coming up for air after being underwater for too long. That abrupt, greedy intake of air that startles the one that so desperately needs it. At the same time, though, it was the most amazing, reassuring feeling in the world... I was incredibly conscious of air filling my lungs, of the cool earth beneath me, of the warm sun caressing my skin, and of a presence right next to me and yet seemingly everywhere simultaneously.