This will be my last post on here, I am almost positive. Today I am going to write about the weather. That's right, the weather, the snowy, rainy, sunny, sticky humidity of it all.
One thing I remember about North Jersey and weather is how much I absolutely adore THUNDER STORMS. I am not talking about some wimpy bright flash of white light and trickles of rain. I am talking about CRASHES of thunder, blasts of dangerous lightning and some fist sized chunks of hail denting cars left and right. The type of tyrannical rain that send North Jersey residents scurrying into their homes. Yea that is the type of thunder storm I like.
I would sit in in my car and make sure that I could slink back in my seat with my head tilted up and watch the wetness cascade onto my glass sunroof. Quiet. Peace. God. Those are all the things I would feel in moments as such in North Jersey. My special downtime. The cool thing about weather is that it follows you everywhere. So I will hold onto the power of those Thunder Storms where ever I may be.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
City Lights to Salty Breeze
So I spent my first weekend at my new home in Seaside Heights, NJ for Easter. It was such a drastically different experience that I have ever endured during a holiday. I did not see any of my friends, it was just me and my parents. Most of the weekend I spent in my backyard sitting at the edge of our dock and staring intensely into the dark murky water with its streaks of rippling white light from the sun above. I fed the duck I agitated the Seagulls and I thought, reflect, prayed and wrote. The cool wind tossed up sprinkles of water across my sunken in eyes and refreshed my very spirit.
In North Jersey introspective thinking seemed to be drowned out consistently by the light pollution the perpetual angry drivers and their beeps of discontent. Sure being able to drive ten minutes to see the New York City Skyline on a Friday night was fun and adventurous and a demonstration of synthetic beauty, but never could i just relax.
Does this mean that I am tossing away my brash North Jersey attitude for an easy going lifestyle? No probably not. Life will be different but I am not ready to give up my sarcastic ways. No, not yet.
Ti Amo
In North Jersey introspective thinking seemed to be drowned out consistently by the light pollution the perpetual angry drivers and their beeps of discontent. Sure being able to drive ten minutes to see the New York City Skyline on a Friday night was fun and adventurous and a demonstration of synthetic beauty, but never could i just relax.
Does this mean that I am tossing away my brash North Jersey attitude for an easy going lifestyle? No probably not. Life will be different but I am not ready to give up my sarcastic ways. No, not yet.
Ti Amo
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