I took an adventure today. I lack the experience and the words necessary to describe all my feelings and the things I saw vividly but I will try my best to share my experience with all of you.
Went out on my rollerblades once again to get some air and exercise after a whole day of staying inside. Stepping out in the evening air was as refreshing as it was two days ago in my previous outing. I headed to Palmer again, thinking I should do what I did last time.
The sky was yet again on fire, as if the sun lit it aflame during its last attempts to stay perched in the open sky. The clouds lined the skyline, contrasting the multitude of colors, as though they were the last few brush marks God the Creator had left as He finished up His daily masterpiece. I flew by Palmer field, engulfed in the beauty I was privileged to experience. I thought to myself, I should go exploring today, get lost on purpose and find my way back. I headed towards North Campus guided by nothing else but the wind on my back.
Surprisingly, the ride to North Campus was very short. Frankly, I was disappointed, I had thought the adventure would prove more fruitful than what I had experienced. Determined not to turn back until I had gotten my fill of the evening air, I took a right rather than the usual left that lead into North Campus and traveled on the road that looked as if it had been neglected by travelers and left to ponder its own loneliness. I smiled and chose to provide the road with a grateful traveler.
I rollerbladed down the road lined with trees and shrubbery. I didn't think I would come across such vegetation in Ann Arbor. I was pleasantly surprised and continued along the road towards a direction that guided me to places unknown.
It was beautiful. The strong noble trees protecting the delicate flowers that had bloomed to decorate the gentle arrival of spring. The air smelled of grass and flowers and the trees boasted of health and strength through their aroma. I smiled and took off my earphones. I heard my breathing, my wheels going over the pavement, the birds singing, and the silent consent of the trees around me and I felt at peace. My heart was filled with the sunshine and the nature around me that I thought I would burst at the slightest touch. Peace and joy mixed within me to create such a bliss that filled my being that I couldn't help but skate along with the most goofiest smile on my face, taking in all that my surroundings had to offer. I was at home. I was at peace with the world and I had found my joy.
I traveled beyond signs and traffic lights and came upon the Northwood housing complexes and the grasses and trees that surrounded it as a mother surrounded her child with such care. I continued along as the Northwood blue bus rushed past me, throwing a gust of wind my way as a greeting to a companion in the open air. I continued down the road into the undiscovered parts of the campus.
The wind whispered its kind and joyful song in my ears and the beating of my heart served as its metronome. I was engulfed in this otherworldly experience that I had accidental fell into and I was elated to have made such a beautiful accident. But the sun was going down and I had to head home. My heart tugged at the other roads left unexplored but promised that I would return to tread on their lonely pavement and offer them my companionship some other day.
I headed back on the main route back to Central Campus and came at a crossroad. I was sad to have cut my journey up north short and decided that taking that wrong turn now wouldn't be so bad since it was so close to central. So I eventually made my way back to Regents through the nooks and crannies that make up the fringes of Central.
Well I hope that my words did a good enough job of describing what I did today. I was going to write more about what I thought about but the train of though has broken. Maybe I'll indulge in them once again at another time.
3 comments:
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good entry.
ya.. all these juicy details and purpose-filling adjectives. :) I like it
you should compile your nature experiences into a collection of imagery stories, catalog it, perhaps even do it as a hobby and see if you can get some of it published.
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