The feelings

All my senses are fully active, walking in the middle of the sidewalk, sensing the smell of perfume of each individual passing by.
My steps are tad stronger and I am walking faster by the millisecond.
I see the lights changing a mile away, green, yellow, and red; and I am approaching them with an undeniable speed.
The atmosphere is like a Saturday afternoon but with a sweet taste to it. Like an animal, I taste the savour of silent damping Saturday evening approaching,
I was walking closer to my destination; the wind calmed to my despair and with my skin I was feeling the shivers of excitement of closeness.