
Sitting on the bank of the resaca, I try my hand at skipping stones.
After failing multiple times I lie down and gaze contently out at the ducks and turtles, minding thier own businesss and paying no attention to me.
Everything's quiet, no sirens, traffic jams, helicopters.
It's times like these that I'm truly at peace.
It's also these times that I'm terrified.
I don't want life to pass me by.
I want it all to stop.
Just press pause on the remote of life,
to sit back and actually watch for a moment.
To take it all in.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Day 5
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