I saw a rainbow today. Big deal, I know, but... I guess it kind of is. How often do you get to look into the sky and see stripes of green and orange? I could barely keep my eyes off it, but I did manage to pull away enough to look at everyone I passed, and no one seemed to notice it.
I've lived here for about a year-and-a-half now, and assuming I can find a good job outside of this area after college, I won't be a bit upset about moving away. I'm long over this dirty old town, but I don't think there's a day when I don't gave out over the tree-filled valleys, hoping for a glimpse of the snow capped mountains through the heavy Washington fog, or watching the rivers for ducks and geese. It's pretty here, and I'm happy to report that I haven't gotten used to it. When I moved here, I worried that I'd grow accustomed to the sights. I don't worry about that much anymore.
Do people's souls really harden to the point that they no longer see the beauty in a rainbow, or do they just stop looking to the sky? Or both? There's something about this crazy planet that never gets old to me. I'm in love with the world.
I'll also never get tired of this.
4 comments:
oh my golly gosh
I poppin love that bomb diggity fresh video!
It is for sure my new favorite.
how do you find this crap?
-sister jack
I found that one a long time ago, through Lore Sjöberg, I think. It seems like I would've shown you this before. Have you watched the B4-4 video yet?
You just have a "never ending thrist" for cool stuff, see?
i did. i liked it alot.
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