I like to stop and watch humanity swirl past me, a rock in a river of flooding water. Catching glimpses of reality; the way light falls on her hair, a chubby ankle as a baby learns to walk, a smile for the stranger.
I like to watch and listen, silent against a wall, a small smile as I pick up bits of someone else’s life. A he said she said conversation, a teenager with angst, a mother at the end of her rope.
I like to live inside my head, holding imaginary conversations, wondering if this time, this sentence, will it be the branch that breaks the dam and leaves me head down, drowning in a sea of words – a beautiful thing.
I like to lay on my back in the grass in the warm sunshine, feeling the earth support me as I breathe in time with the world.
I like my imagination.
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I like your imagination as well.
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I like the way you think too.
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This is beautiful. I like all these same things too.
I like pizza.
I’m a bit shallow aren’t I?
And I feel exactly the same.
have you tried it by just glimpsing at what people buy at supermarket, imagining their lives I mean?
PS: just to set off your imagination, it was 5O°c in my sunny garden this afternoon; I’m barely surviving…
We like the same.
I like that you are very talented
I like all those things too.
What a beautiful post.
I like that you all comment here. I like the Internet and it’s amazing people.