On clear nights I can hear the train roll into town. I can not only hear the whistle blow, but the wheels on the track making a solid rhythm.
On nights like this, the cool crisp air blows into my room and helps me clear my mind-something I have been needing to do for quite some time. It coaxes me to a quiet place inside myself where I can just "be".
I think this is why I stay up so late sometimes. I wait for the soft night breeze to take me somewhere that is hard to find during the confusion of each day. Somewhere that I can look at myself for who I truly am, and spend a little time there. No expectations.
I wish that everyone can find something that takes them to this place. So, I guess my advice (if you want it) is to go find somewhere where you can just be, and try to go there often. It is something I know you won't regret.
Peace.
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