I feel time slipping by me. Standing at the window of my 4th grade class looking out over the city like I do every Thursday. It's the lull between 3rd and 4th period and the chaos is getting to me, so I roll up the blinds, open the big windows and lean out to breath in some fresh air. Ignoring the screaming brats behind me for 5 minutes I soak up the scene before me. The trees are almost bare, a few colorful leaves speckle their grey reaching branches. The city is packed into the valley and the mountain behind my apartment rises in the not so far off distance. Summers are hotter here and winters are slower in coming. I feel like a boulder in the stream of time. I'm stationary and the world is flowing around me. I would say its passing me by, but I really don't feel that way. It's nice to be this boulder for a while. I love my routine, my friends, my city. Life is good. Just thought i'd share a pleasant moment with you all. I love and miss you! Happy Thanksgiving!
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