Thursday, July 25, 2013

Don't you love the times when your mind is quiet
You begin to stop thinking and you just feel everything
The breeze, the air you breath
Inhale. Exhale.
Your pulse suddenly becomes rapid, quick.
It is loud. 
Like the kick drum.
The blood rushes to your face.
The place and people begin to blur together.
You are no longer there within yourself.
Your mind is free to wonder.
Those are the times when you truly find yourself. 
When you are sure who you are, where you are, where you're going.
Those are the best times...

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