Maya Jennings Martinez
Everybody looks forward to package day. In a community where we have found ourselves lacking in communication, or any form of psychological connection – package day is something that everyone collectively enjoys. The strangers who are your neighbours smile from afar; everyone holding the same, passive smile. The thing about real happiness, is that it’s yours. When happiness is shared, you experience contentment: a part of a wedge that completes a circle. On package day, everyone experiences true happiness; everyone is their own full circle; everybody is deaf to sadness; all the circles become one… and we experience real, ethereal happiness. My family received a package that day. A beautiful, monotonous package, wrapped in brown paper. It was perfect. And it changed our lives forever.
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Though you might wonder where I actually live. Do I float through the ventricles of the heart? Swim through the vessels of blood? Or ride the electric waves of nerves that wiggle your toes and fingers? My secret hiding spot is in your energy. The intangible heat and radiation that ignites your very ability to be – exciting your electrons and powering your muscles, slowly working my way up to splash around in the glimmering lake of the iris to take a peek at the world outside of my confined home.