Wish I could've captured that feeling just now...
All it took was stepping outside my lonely apartment for a cigarette on a cool October night. The night sky seemed to float by silently. The clouds looked like they had been cut with a sharp stick and left to move as they please. I guess the wind decided to let me smoke in peace, because the blue swirl from my cigarette rose peacefully and undisturbed amongst the night air.
For the briefest of moments everything that had dominated my thoughts for the past several weeks sunk into the recesses of my mind. There was no school, no job, no troubles at all to unravel my thought process. Everything melted into a few minutes of bliss.
I suppose there is no way of bottling this state of mind. They say a man is an island unto himself, and it rings true for me more and more often.
Every now and then I have a good day...I heard that on a song recently. It's funny, I never really listened to the lyrics of any songs before, but now it's as if every song has a special message for me.
Hills and valleys...