Thursday, October 7, 2010

Don't Wake Me, I Plan On Sleeping In


I felt very perceptive today. Don't ask me why, I don't know. I seemed to be using all my senses to experience the world around me. Hearing, taste, sight, touch, smell. I heard everything today: the different voices of all the people, the constant thudding of my pulse, the secretive wind through autumn leaves, the pitter patter of my rubber soles against the asphalt. I felt things I've never noticed before. I ran my hand along the top of the concrete wall to my last class, my fingers barely grazing the rough concrete. My fingers were spread apart as they brushed over the rivets and cracks of the seemingly ancient wall, they swerved around stale chewing gum, jumped over pudgy Rollie-pollies, and continued through long blades of over grown grass. As I walked along the wall, the gentle breeze bit at my chubby cheeks making the entirety of them tingle, I could feel the blood rushing into them, darkening my skin a pale shade of pink. As I continued along, I came upon a duo of girls smoking joints. The thin smoke entered my nose, slightly burning my nostrils and leaving a bitter after smell that lingered there for a few seconds before I could smell the taste of the decaying oak leaves that fell silently to the ground. I walked around them and kept walking, closing my eyes momentarily to enhance the feeling of the sun gently kissing my porcelain skin. When I opened my eyes, I watched the shadows of the trees dance upon the ground as my tongue softly tickled the roof of my mouth allowing a quiet melodic voice to sing a familiar tune. People didn't mind if I sung in public. All who's gaze crossed my own, only replied with a smile. They all seemed cheerful to see me indulging myself in the wonders of the human body's privileges. When I realized that I had reached the classroom...I just smiled.

...Signing Off...
~*~Rommie~*~

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