Drug field.
But the word "field" was tossed around until I remembered that fields were where those random memories were made.
According to the male gender, girls are more the type to decide to do incredibly spontaneous things just for the sake of doing something that seems out of the ordinary. Fields are a primary example of this theory. I figured that driving to a field and lounging in the grass, watching the clear sky of stars would somehow end up in the book of memories, most likely on the "Fields" page.
The word "field" was special to me. There was something about all that open space and absolutely nothingness but the same repeated thing that appealed to me. It made me wonder things like "Was this Vergennes before the Vergennes General Store came around? Was this the world before humans lived? Absolute nothingness?"
I liked the idea. I liked the idea of acre after acre of open space, where you could roam as far away as possible and still be in plain sight of someone miles away from you. I liked how it made the ground seem so perfectly green, and I had always felt like I could just lie back and sprawl out, while I let the perfection of its color envelope me, and I could be swallowed into a pit of unaltered nature. I'm not a nature fag. I've never been. The reason I like fields is because I hate trees. So open and so flat. So rolling and so subtle. When you're there, all there is is you, the grass, the wind, the landscape, and the sunset, if you happen to be so fortunate.
According to the male gender, girls are more the type to decide to do incredibly spontaneous things just for the sake of doing something that seems out of the ordinary. Fields are a primary example of this theory. I figured that driving to a field and lounging in the grass, watching the clear sky of stars would somehow end up in the book of memories, most likely on the "Fields" page.
The word "field" was special to me. There was something about all that open space and absolutely nothingness but the same repeated thing that appealed to me. It made me wonder things like "Was this Vergennes before the Vergennes General Store came around? Was this the world before humans lived? Absolute nothingness?"
I liked the idea. I liked the idea of acre after acre of open space, where you could roam as far away as possible and still be in plain sight of someone miles away from you. I liked how it made the ground seem so perfectly green, and I had always felt like I could just lie back and sprawl out, while I let the perfection of its color envelope me, and I could be swallowed into a pit of unaltered nature. I'm not a nature fag. I've never been. The reason I like fields is because I hate trees. So open and so flat. So rolling and so subtle. When you're there, all there is is you, the grass, the wind, the landscape, and the sunset, if you happen to be so fortunate.