Ash 39...thirty minutes...

I just had one of the best half-an-hour's I've had in quite a while. Unfortunately it was not spent doing homework, or studying, or getting my ducks in a row. It was spent journying out to the worst Walmart on the face of the planet and buying water and toothpaste. It may not seem that significant but oh it was. You see, I am basically a walking, breathing, contradiction. My mind lives somewhere off in the future hoping and dreaming of what can be, and my heart lives somewhere in the past, stubborn to move on and remembering how beautiful things were "then". It's a very confusing and stressful way to live most of the time. But tonite there was August-air (thats that slightly warm breeze that whispers on you--if you don't know what I'm talking about you should go to southern Sask in late August) and the sun was just starting it's descent. And I just lived in the moment. My exams amd my job and my unhinged future just disappeared and I just existed. I wasn't lonely or sad, just deliriously melancholy and enjoying the fullness of the moment. Almost made me wish I could live like that all the time. I wanted to write it down so that tomorrow when I get to work, and I'm ready to slip quietly into the bathroom and pull my hair out (:D) I can instead pull this blog and let my heart live in the past remembering how fabulous these 3o minutes were so my mind can dream of the next time.