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yesterday, at lake eola, i was laying in the sun, resting on the grassy peninsula, noticing the little amoebas in my eyes, and how when i squinted the light emmiting from the sun would seperate into all different basic colors when shone on the moisture in them. i just napped there for about an hour, listening to the birds flap their wings, and thinking about how they slap the sides of their bodies when they first take off, and if there are callouses there from it.... and wondering how they all can be so mindless, yet, know how to travel in a large group simeltaneously, and get travel effiently, always in a angle.
next to us, about 15 feet away, there was a couple, both shirtless, laying in the sun as well, and i remember thinking how most people would be appaled at the sight of a half nude woman in public, but, for some reason i found it quite beautiful.
i saw some birds the other day, gliding around so high in the air... i wondered if they are able to realize what a beautiful thing it is to be so free, of if they've just grown accustomed to it... and that maybe we often grow accustomed to the beauty that lies within our own lives.
next to us, about 15 feet away, there was a couple, both shirtless, laying in the sun as well, and i remember thinking how most people would be appaled at the sight of a half nude woman in public, but, for some reason i found it quite beautiful.
i saw some birds the other day, gliding around so high in the air... i wondered if they are able to realize what a beautiful thing it is to be so free, of if they've just grown accustomed to it... and that maybe we often grow accustomed to the beauty that lies within our own lives.