||[Jan. 28th, 2009|11:24 am]
This is Livejournal week. |
It is Livejournal week because everyone is having thoughts. Vague statement, but everyone seems to be contemplating their place in the world and how to get through the day to day, and how to attempt seeing the big picture. I want to keep talking like an outsider when it comes to this notion, but i'm probably in the same boat as everyone.
There once was a time when i would read this livejournal and, more often than not, the posts and thoughts were things i found myself surrounded by. It didn't matter if i didn't read them right away because i would see everyone everyday and i could see that thought in the way they acted.
Now everyone is so isolated, and it seems like these posts about the rhythm of the day are the only thing giving me the feeling like i am on the inside. it sounds pathetic or something, but i'm happy to have this one little bridge. to wake up in the morning and have a coffee and tap into everyone's lives.Only now, i don't know what to expect.
On another level,
My contribution to livejournal week is how badly i want the ocean or the mountains. it feels like every time i close my eyes i can experience being there, and expect to open them again and see what i thought was around me. The showers are cold and fast because i'm just washing off the salt, or really hot because its chilly and damp outside. If it feels dark during the day it's because the pine trees are too tall, and the sound of my ceiling fan reminds me of the branches moving really high up.
I always get antsy for a long car ride around the end of January. I can't help it. I turn into a bucket of sap and just want out, and a change of scenery. Why does it feel like we are all always waiting for winter to end? The year always feels like 15% summer, 85%winter, and that 15% also includes the brief spring and fall.