Living Senses

It all started with just a day in my yard. It didn’t seem like it was going to be a very eventful day. I was sitting out there so I could do some homework that I really did not have any interest in and thought was quite pointless. So there I was just sitting there with my notebook, trying to get a feel for a paper about how I perceive the world through my senses.

All at once out of the blue it hit me what I was doing. I was going over what I had been feeling and doing for the entirety of my life. So, as I sat there, I just let my mind wander. I found that I could hear the birds singing their little tunes. I could hear the sound of the water trickling in my pond. I could see the goldfish swimming inches from the top of the water with the sun just gleaming off of their orange and silver scares. I could almost feel the slime floating in the pond.

I started to find that the assignment was potentially getting a little interesting. I would just really have to put a little of myself into it. It made me think a little about the person I am and why I have become this person at this particular point in my life. So as I sat there in my quite yard, I could feel the beginning of tranquility. I was lost deep in the thoughts of the day and my current problems and joys.

Next thing I knew, something happened: I was there lost in a daze one minute, and the next second I was ripped back to reality by the sound of screaming sirens. This broke my daze as three cop cars went rushing past my house; Lights flashing, sirens blaring and they were REALLY moving! That was enough to make me really stop, and think of my surroundings, and of how easily the tranquility was shattered. I was then lost in my own reality once again.

My life seemed so empty and inconsequential at that moment that I felt as if a gust of wind were to come by I would be blown away like an old dry dead leaf.

I live out in a little town where nothing very important really ever happens. Everyone seems to know everyone else and what they do and what kind of person they are.
If something happens it is all around before it would ever hit the news. It seems that the small town is too cramped in that there is no room for me anymore. Just that same emptiness that is felt when you are alone on the ocean for days at a time with no outside contact of any kind.

My life seemed so empty and inconsequential at that moment that I felt as if a gust of wind were to come by I would be blown away like an old dry dead leaf My life was so broken by the choices I have made, the problems I have created for myself and the people I have offended.

I began to cry just knowing how much I had been holding in. Life’s realities were so overwhelming but yet so welcomed. I felt like I was never going to find my way out of the corners of my mind that I had found my way into. Then all my tension drained slowly out though my feet. It left me totally exhausted. I went into my house and quickly drifted off to sleep.