Nothings moves me or makes me look the other way on what I already know of myself; everyday something new changes and i’ll agree that it will get my attention and think otherwise. I lose count on how many times my mind malfunctions over thoughts that come and go, but after a point it tunes out so I can feel relaxation. Once the faded images around clouds and echoes from loud alarm clocks start to find its way through, it all starts to come back to me. 

It wasn’t always like this; atmosphere filled with floating images and words being wrapped around my mind like a rope. Nights before took advantage of being induced by the image of stillness and serenity. As days passed it grabbed a hold of my attention and eventually took notice of all these lingering thoughts that opened up a realization about myself.

Seasons pass staring at leaves shift colors and weather temperatures move drastically, but as I enjoy crisp mornings and cold nights, the intense thinking still remains behind solid windows overlooking sceneries remembering familiar faces. Then all those things flash away in an instant.