on vacation
school's out, exams are done, i'm now officially finished my third year at UBC and year 3 of 4 of my bachelors. i'm nervous, scared, anxious, curious, excited, shaking in fear, and jumping with joy. i want to ask God to hand over the map of my life, i want to read it, i'll return it i promise, i just want to take a peak....
i need "alone time"... i want to press the stop button on time, step back from reality, board a plane, fly to a foreign place with stone buildings made by men with sunkissed backs, eat fruits named after the emotions they invoke, and sleep on sand stirred up from the ocean floor, swim in a lake where the water's cold as ice and clear as the sky above it lost in the scent of illusive flowers that grow on more illusive trees....
is there such a place that hasn't been touched by the modern day machines of "development" and "progression"? a place where people are driven by feeling and the nature around them? i'm being sappy, forgive me, but i need rest, i need to be alone, away from this, away from life, and live for a little while in existence.
in the meantime, i'll sit in my room with four walls and one solitary window, listening to the choas outside.
i need "alone time"... i want to press the stop button on time, step back from reality, board a plane, fly to a foreign place with stone buildings made by men with sunkissed backs, eat fruits named after the emotions they invoke, and sleep on sand stirred up from the ocean floor, swim in a lake where the water's cold as ice and clear as the sky above it lost in the scent of illusive flowers that grow on more illusive trees....
is there such a place that hasn't been touched by the modern day machines of "development" and "progression"? a place where people are driven by feeling and the nature around them? i'm being sappy, forgive me, but i need rest, i need to be alone, away from this, away from life, and live for a little while in existence.
in the meantime, i'll sit in my room with four walls and one solitary window, listening to the choas outside.
posted by tyna at Thursday, April 27, 2006
2 Comments:
how bout Greece? there's so much history there! and the food's great! and it looks so...lush? lol...
Call me nuts but my place for creative inspiration is downtown portland, 23rd and glisan area. To me those places are crowded yet I can be invisible. A great place for people watching, its downtown so u see crazy people.
But, if I guess if totally want alone time the best place is what my mind imagines. I make daydreaming a form of art :)
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