Stop and Stare

I've decided to free write at three different times of the day for this weeks writing assignment.

Morning:

       I woke up this morning on a mission.  I was going to just get up, go for a run, and sit in my secret area to watch the sun rise.  So I did.  I woke up at 5:30 and went through my daily ritual, get dressed, prepped my backpack, and got my running gear on.  I decided I wasn't going to bring music on my run, so that I wouldn't be distracted, and so that I didn't have any distractions from the sunrise.  I did my five mile run, not thinking about anything but what was in front of me, and it was one of my most enjoyable runs I've ever been on.  Then I got to enjoy the beauty of the sunrise, no texts to look at, no Instagram photos to like, no pictures, to take and it made me enjoy it that much more.  I didn't realize what I was missing.

Afternoon.

      Sitting at my desk, I decided that I wasn't going to use any technology for the rest of my night, so I had to find something else to do.  Something that would distract me from the glowing rectangles that I was so addicted to staring at for the entirety of my day.  I started out by reading the fourth book in the Game of Thrones series (a book series I strongly recommend).  Then after I got through 200 pages of that I decided that since my mind was wondering I needed something new to keep me focused.  I got my drawing pad out and began to draw some tattoo ideas I had been considering.  I'm usually not an abstract thinker but it turns out that when I don't have a million things shooting around in my head at once that I can actually think abstractly. I actually was able to crank out 10 different ideas, safe to say it was a productive afternoon.

Night.

      It's the night of the Pusha T concert at the Middle East downstairs and I'm amped to go.  I decided to bring some stuff to keep me entertained, while I wait in line, I wanted to be up in front of the stage.  I brought a pencil, a tin can, and a couple other misc. things I could throw away.  With the producer that I am, I decided that I would just make beats to keep myself entertained, little did I know I was going to turn the line into a rap battle.  I decided not to take my phone tonight, because I knew if I did, I'd find myself recording the whole concert and not actually enjoying the music.  If I had brought my phone, I wouldn't have been able to have as much fun in line either.  It turned out I got front row at the concert, and I jammed my hard out to the G.O.O.D. Music Golden Child.  I looked around me and what I saw was a bunch of cameras, recording the whole show, no dancing, no rapping with the lyrics, just statues holding phones.  It was at that moment I reflected to myself, and said, I'll never bring my phone to a concert again.

The Sights.

When I stop I notice the sun
Rising out of it's bed of branches,
Turning the sky a bright pink
Like my cheeks on this cold morning
Clouds of fluff slowly dissipate
The wind blowing at my face
Wake up it's time for school
The music in my ears
Providing a soundtrack to the morning
The morning dew sparkles as the sun rises higher
The sky now turns the familiar blue
Like I'm staring up at an ocean on a clear day
One car drives by
Then two more, then a trunk blowing its horn
Two men in suits running down the street
A woman with auburn curls speeds down the street
On her bike like she's racing
Like her life depends on how fast she pedals
But there is no one else there
Just me, absorbing all the beauty that no one else seems to see.

                                                    This is a picture from my road trip to TX