Tonight was an unexpected delight. I was surrounded by people I love with a smile on my face for hours. It felt so refreshing. I love hugs and one of my friends gave me one of those awesome hugs where they pick you up really high and spin you around. It's the little things in life that really are the best. I smoked my friends bub in the softball dugout looking up at the stars and talking about our expectations for the summer. Then a few hours later, as I was leaving my friends room, I heard my name called from somewhere above me. A bit confused at first, I noticed my two friends perched on the top of the old fire escape on the side of the dorm. I walked up the many short flights of old rusted stairs and found them at the top, greeting me with a steam roller. We talked but also enjoyed the comforting silence. It was in that exact moment that I realized truly how beautiful life and Vermont is. It is odd that when I am in an altered state of mind that I am able to take a second, step back, and see the true beauty of what is constantly surrounding me but I am too blind to see on a daily basis.
Why is it that I am always so determined to follow to schedule that rules my life at least five days a week? God forbid I get to work or class a little late. If I am not hitting the same spot at the same time then I even quicken my pace. Why can't we all just "fly by the seat of our pants" and not worry about following the ridged schedule that subconsciously rules our lives. Time is simply a made up concept. So why do we determine and revolve so many things around it? What if time did not exist? What if we were truly free to do whatever we wanted without any consequences?
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