elenor-lavish

Time is moving, towing me along with it. No matter how much I want to rewind, or just remain in this moment, time does move on. I'm glad to see the sun set and rise. I'm glad to feel the wind tickle past my face on its mad dash to the next adventure. I'm glad for the flowers and the clouds and the ocean that rolls along, constantly moving. I'm glad that I am me and I am happy. But just for a moment, I'd like to stop and see all the things I miss. To see the thud of a hummingbirds heart, to see the sunflower stretch up to steal the sun's rays. I'm waiting for time to slow so I can really look and really see. But for now, the sun is shining, th

today is a pretty good day. its one of those days filled with sunshine and soft breezes. I'm in no hurry to do anything because it seems as if time stretches on. Its not surprising that i am in a melancholy mood, especially since I'm listening to Macbeth as part of a class assignment. It seems that the longer I listen, the more I talk like the characters. I best not go out today. haha. I can't wait to go outside and soak up well-needed sunshine. I'm surrounded by my crude classmates who think of life in such primitive terms. I hate to be one of those girls, but I know that there must be more underneath. Why can't they act like their sub-char