Me, myself, and life.

CHAPTER TWO -Simplicity

As all the bad things in my life started getting to me, I became attached to simplicity. I would sit in class on a rainy day and look out this window from my dull scratched gray desk and I would watch which raindrop fell first as I blocked out all instruction from the teacher. I would walk up the driveway and look at the dead trees versus the very alive ones and I would fall in love with the way the wild branches twisted. I would walk up the driveway of dirt and rocks and watch mud flow down in little streams and I would sit in the wet grass and look at the dandelions dancing in the wind under the dark storm clouds, or some days bright warm sun. I would fall in love with all the dandelions and other weeds that were so beautiful to me but we're pesky and ugly to others. They would spray them and mow them and tear them up to get rid of them while they were so beautiful to me. They were killing these beautiful things to replace with flowers and fresh fake grass. I would love going to the lake or a pond to watch the ripples from the wind or watch the fish jump or carps come to the surface for a gust of air to sweep across their scaly backs. I love watching the wake behind a passing boat or looking at a weeping willow gently touch the water as pieces blew in the wind and the roots made an overhang for the fish that swam below. I would lay in the dirt and listen to the wind go through the trees and then I would slowly open my eyes and see the clouds making shapes before my eyes. One a whale another a heart. It was beautiful. This cruel world with horrible people was so beautiful underneath it's bad. You would peel through the bad and reach a whole new atmosphere of peace and escape. It was something so simple that I fell deep, deep in love with.

-there will be chapter 3 soon-Feel free to comment or leave ideas-