Saturday, August 27, 2011
The fruits of my labor
I went to a community garden to do my botany project and for once I felt a little peace. Everything was so natural. Nothing there was fake like the world I live in. It was real and genuine. I couldn't help but feel at peace with the world. I felt one with it. I used to hate soil, but feeling its earthiness grounded me. It was a strange feeling. It's the only place I felt alive.
sigh.
I believe I'm a little fucked up.
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