walking past golden wattle

i walked past a blooming golden wattle tree i was thinking about all the things i have left to do in life switching between doomscrolling on my phone and scrolling through possibilities in my brain of everything i don't have or will never have or have now lost before i even found it but the way the the smell of the wattles filled my breath it changed my mind i instantly smiled i turned back and saw admired the bloom i like to think that the scent of these flowers went through my nose through my lungs then into my bloodstream and then became a part of me and changed me at that moment ❊