A point in time in which everything is right with the world. I treasure these, for they are rare and fleeting. They're different for everyone; for some, it's when they're making music. For others, when coding or making love or any one of a million things; I can't possibly dream of them all...

When I am consumed with the beauty of a thunderstorm, nose to the cold wind blasting past me, swirling grey lit by chaos incarnate; carried on the perfect sound
sing to me...

Standing on the heights, the world stretched out below me, wind through my arms outstretched offering the tantalizing promise of flight, and suddenly a part of me is up there, wings embracing air, free.

Riding the music, feeling it, play through the drum and don't stop keep going through the sweat and the aches and merge with the wall of sound-

Rising through the black water, cold and silent, so used to my rig that I don't feel it anymore; forgotten to breathe for a moment because as my face passes through the surface the water caresses my temples, receding, and I am kissed by a warm breeze; the sight of the Universe stretching across the night sky fills my eyes. Eternal depths to eternal heights.

Three-quarters drunk, sitting between two people whom I love dearly as friends, one of them trying to keep me warm in a very inefficient fashion but niether one of us giving a damn because we were mostly off flying together and wanted some physical contact. Finding myself by accident to be holding the hand of the other, his hand was so warm and I just sat there and basked in it, knowing somehow that I would fall in love with him if I could; resigning myself to believing that if not in this lifetime, then perhaps in the next.
   In the space between asleep and awake, between drunk and sober, there may be found the perfect moments; the dream of what might have been, the possibility of what may yet be: for in these moments, sometimes I think I see an eternity stretching out before us.
A few weeks later, my life-mate found it within himself to accept the idea of loving more than one person at the same time, and in doing so gave me the ultimate gift of freedom, and since then I have fallen in love with the man whose hand I held that night.

What are your perfect moments?