I know I said I would continue from my last post, but I've kinda moved on...

Today I was sitting on the steps, facing the field on the other side of the wire fence. So many thoughts running through my head, and I, trying desperately to stop them from disappearing through the cracks... but I digress.

It was a lovely scene. The trees had lost their leaves to the recent heatwave, and new leaves were budding. Some had already unfurled, fresh and new and supple. The wind was whispering, and tiny leaves flew overhead, branches shivered. The sun was low, gone from his throne in the blue sky...

As I watched this, at this instant, I felt so -happy doesn't seem appropiate- light. Like everything was right with the world, everything for that split second was balanced.

Yet, gnawing at the very fringes of this thought was this overwhelming sadness.

I thought, this will never happen again. Nothing is permanent; the leaves will never look exactly the same, the trees will never sway in the exact same way, everything will change.

Maybe I'm thinking too much. But at that moment. That's what. I suppose I was thinking of how all too soon I'll have to move on from all the little joys I've found, fought so hard for. How everyone will eventually change. How I will change. How, all the chances, the choices at that instant will be lost forever.

I'm rambling, so I'll stop there.
Words, words, words, all I have are words yet I am so inept with them.