I Haven't Abandoned This Thing Yet

Spring has been steadily returning to the lonely nation's capital, along with my inspiration for writing a new entry for this sprouting blog. It's been months since I was able to enjoy sitting outside and drinking in the warmness of the day. in the late afternoon I sat near the university's amphitheatre as I would in the beginning of the school year when the last remnants of summer were making a final stand.

The grass was still battered from last winter's barrage of snow and hail, but nonetheless comfortable enough to lay my feet on. A gentle breeze frequently fluttered in the air as if the wind itself came to say "I'm sorry" for all the harsh blowing it did since November. I laid my back across the already flattened grass to look up at the sky. Naked and unabashed branches stretched across a scene of Carolina blue. Looking up at the sky reunited me with that feeling you get when you realize that you are just a fragment of the universe. It gives me an appreciation for things outside my control and to remind me to always keep myself grounded in the real. I admit that I'm not the most earthy of individuals but there's something about the simplicity of nature that gets me going.

I feel that I will never understand this whole metropolitan thing...

Until the next month I post my next entry, this is just a poet wishing everyone a happy spring.