adeline

Random Ramblings:
Silence, even when it's the most quiet there are still tons of other little noises. Like, birds, a fan, traffic, even small chirping crickets that are still up when you awake. I find when you are alone, there are also tons of other little people,(no not midgets) that one might over look. Maybe it's because they know that little person will always be there. It could also be because they like the idea of being alone so much that they haven't even realized it yet. The comfort of the cold wind, the dark shadow that is their own, or the way the mind's eye likes to drift off into another land, that only one could possibly appreciate or experience when they are most alone.
I love how fog often just sits there, like a thick field of grass. No matter how often you run through it, it still stands there motionless. Lot's of people have skipped, crawled, ran, and even walked so slowly you thought they were still, through my head. I think this is why I get headaches, because, they wouldn't leave, even when they were most welcome, I hated it. Cause everyone knows nothing lasts forever. Everything changes, you, your best friends, the world, even that person you loved the most and thought would never change, changed! It's evolution, it's boredom, and it's chaos. When people are afraid of change, they sometimes grab onto the closest thing to them, often they squeeze it so hard that it slowly dies. Their grubby little poisonous hands are still on it, even when it is no longer alive, fearing change.
Flowers are pretty, I have many dead dried up flowers in my room. Dead, like my emotion is towards everyone who has ever given me one of those flowers. Have you ever sat in a room with someone, a room that was filled with the most heart breaking, awkward silence you just wanted to grab them and scream?