i am really happy to be alive today. the sun is so nice and warm and there is a breeze blowing in through the window i am sitting next to. i can't even come up with a good reason as to why i am inside right now.
what a beautiful day.
i was thinking last night and it occured to me that this is that time i will refer to when i mention all the names of people long graduated and long forgotten about me. this is the time i will be talking about when i say "i remember working at my first job" or "a girl i was real close with in high school" or "my old boyfriend used to drive one of those." this is the time when most of my poetry and reflections on major events and major changes within myself occured or occured to me that the something more than what floated on the surface was actually the part that meant the most.
this is it.
and it seems as though the slanting shadows made by grass upon the sidewalk are nodding in affirmation in the glittery wind, nostalgic already even though it is only today.
1 comment:
What a beautifully melancholy entry.
"and it seems as though the slanting shadows made by grass upon the sidewalk are nodding in affirmation in the glittery wind, nostalgic already even though it is only today." *insert Dream's seal of approval here*
I'm sad.
Congratulations on having the desired effect. ;-)
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