There's something about the warmth of the sun's rays, it seems to be feeding all the living things around me. Emotions drift slowly & linger in the slow wind. The cool breeze is enough to cool the fires about to burst but its not as breezy as i'd like it. Left alone with my thoughts, full on an obscene amount of chocolate & cigarettes, I can't help but let myself drift too. The wind's tender fingers tug at the ends of my hair begging me to come dance with it. Hidden behind a pair of oversized sunglasses no one can tell that I'm staring, not at the them but at the empty space they are about to fill. The whole world is full of emptiness, the sole purpose of the beings on it is to fill up space. Humans are the best space consumers, another reason why we're on top. My life is tuned to the seasons & I'm bound to get heated soon. The boiling point is near & this unsalted water isn't going to wait. I'm not sure of most things & I feel timid in my footsteps. Another spring, another lonely year.



I think that its brainless to assume that making changes
to your window's view will give a new perspective,
Kayla