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October 25, 2006
A bird does not sing because it has an aswer; it sings because it has a song
This is me, astronomically bored at work and having dellusions of grandeur as I pose for an imaginary crowd of professional photographers.
I've been itching the past few days. Itching for a change of scenery... that may or may not include 100-story tall buildings, trains that travel below our feet, oceans of humans walking along thin sidewalks, and insane cab drivers with no fear of death whatsoever. I honestly, really want to go to NYC. It's a desire I cannot shake off for the life of me, no matter how much I'd like to eventually end up here in SAV. A desire that goes against all conventional thinking and logic.
Arghh,it's all so confusing and overwhelming. Monday afternoon I had to veer my car away from the city and head to Tybee Island to refresh my mind. The air was crisp and the sound of waves humbly reminded me of home and the simplicity of it all. I was feeling so overwhelmed that day all I felt like doing was just cry. And cry just to let out all the preassure lodging in my chest.
Maybe I should take upon this change of scenery. Ugh, so confusing (and expensive).
I would miss this though:
Posted by starmagn at October 25, 2006 10:16 AM