Resurrecting

I don't remember the cities, people's names are lost. I recall vaguely the smell. It was grass with a pinch of reality. It felt like freedom. But I wasn't infinite those days . I was far beyond it. It was knowing who I was and what I could do with myself. What mountains I can climb and what cliffs I could fly from. I had no thought of crashing. I knew what coat to wear and threw away the mask. I could even walk around naked. I didn't care anymore. And I'm getting that back.