Am I Still Alive.

I’m feeling a little claustrophobic, I need time to drift. A walk on a windy day amidst fallen leaves uninhibited by time, to lay on the downs and stare at the stars or to wonder infront of an evening sunset and watch the dusk patterns shift as the spectacle gently fades behind the horizon. There’s a difference between needing to have to make time for these things compared to just being there, you cannot soak in nature’s marvel sitting behind a desk or laying in a room with the curtains pulled. Maybe I should think alternately about what I do from day to day?

3 comments October 20th, 2009