art appreciation and winter hibernation

mmmm… nature… um, with some help from pollution…

ahem… let’s try it again…

mmmm, nature….stirring the soul.. and stuff. :)
making our feet move a little slower …and it draws us in and we feel like we’re floating. and it’s ok to carry on…aimlessly adrift. days like these take our breath away and we remind ourselves to breath a little. but.. then, there we go again, walking toward the sky. absorbing.  just  pulls us in.  and then we trip and we hope no one is looking and notices our awkward movements. and with this abrupt step , we were just reminded of our wearying week… and we remember that it’s just the sky. nothing else.. just another november day.
but, this is nice. it’s nice being here.
it’s nice just being…not tossing and turning at night. not  concerning ourselves with doubt. and the only thing that would make nicer  here, still,  would be a cigarette … and to be able to light it without someone thinking we’d set the woods on fire.

and speaking of fire…
warmth … a flame… a light…

and i can’t form  any lovely words for you. november seems to be a long month with short days. and, well, no mercy …this november.  …doesn’t let you cross the country for work or love or for some time off… or for hot chocolate or for some somethings…

gah…
the short day bleus … i think I’ll hibernate.

and speaking of short days and hibernation…
night time comes early and the running gets faster…and i love blurry shots of the woods…
we want to beat the night so we run faster… but i get hungry so i never shed pounds. damn, these short days.

see? damn, november , i love the way you smell..all autumn-y , but, man, you’re bringing me down…
november, some days, you make me so negative. and this time makes me want to say defiant  little words to you and others around me. yes, to you. mean little nasty words….like, getsdftheasdfasdfuckjfkjkrawayfrommexdddxxxvdfthere’sasdfasomeonedfwewebetteragahvbystythanafaweyouracewmasdnfiowehaskdjfsajdfsa.
yep, I’ll hibernate. seems like the safest thing to do right now. you know, vows and promises and respect , and all… i’ll hibernate my defiant words.
and , while i’m at it,  i’ll hibernate by the  fire tonight. the cigarette fire, of course.

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