Today seemed dreary.
Nothing seemed too out of the ordinary today, but then again, when you stay home for most of the day, you really shouldn't expect to see something that interesting. Today was like any other day, and I went through the motions.
Oh, by the way, sorry for putting this up so late. I guess I'm just being lazy.
I'd have to say that the most interesting part of today was when I went biking. I didn't go biking yesterday because I had to get to work, which slightly irritated me since I've been getting used to biking everyday. It felt good to be pedaling, the wind rushing in my air, jumping over rocks and curbs. My path around my area took a different turn, and I found myself in a place that I didn't really recognize. The view was gorgeous. There were trees everywhere, with a babbling brook (it was pretty loud!) running through it. There was some construction going on to the side which destroyed it from being a completely aesthetically pleasing scene, but otherwise, it was absolutely gorgeous.
At that point a strange feeling came over me, one that I can't really explain. I stopped my bike and pulled it off the path, ensuring that I could still see it while I walked toward the brook. As I headed closer I could see the water running through rocks, the clear liquid glistening under the warming sun. Then I took off my shoes, and then my socks, and stepped out into the middle of the brook. At the point where the water was just above my ankles, I stopped venturing further and closed my eyes. See? I told you a strange feeling came over me. Even though my eyes were closed, I could feel the suns rays still beaming through, while my senses (obviously excluding sight) started to enjoy what I was experiencing. The sound of the water going around each rock, cascading down each level was refreshing, while the feeling of its coolness rushing around my legs made me feel incredible. I must have been standing there, eyes closed, for a good 5-10 minutes. If someone saw me, they probably think I'm insane.
I have the habit of doing things like that. For some reason I try to enjoy little things, things that some people don't ever experience their whole lives. I even go as for as to feel the water droplets spilling down my body after each shower, or sit be a river for several minutes, listening to it flow by. Call me strange, but that's what I do. I guess that's also another reason that I love taking pictures of nature, as it has provided new and pretty cool experiences for me, even though it does seem kind of strange. But if you ever get the chance, and you aren't embarrassed, I highly recommend you try it at least once in your life. Don't quote me, but it just might change your feelings and perspectives about nature.
After I got back home, I pretty much lounged around for the rest the evening. My homework was done, and I had cleaned up most of the house, so there really wasn't much to do. I wanted to take a few pictures of the sky, but there weren't any clouds out, so I decided not to.
At about 10:30 in the evening Dave passed by with his friend Terry (not the same Terry that hit my car). They hung out until about midnight, just really talking about Terry's school and dandelions. Dandelions? *laugh* I don't know either, so don't ask.
Well, that's pretty much it. Take a spin on Revolution while you're here.