I have been in college two semesters now and I realize that I
categorize places by their trees. Have you ever just walked down a
tree lined sidewalk and watched as the wind blew leafs gently in your
direction, you know, like you see in the movies but in real life.
There really isn't anything much more magical than that I think. I
really believe that I could be going mad, good transition I know. But
in all seriousness, insanity, what is it? Why is it there? What does
it mean? Sometimes I wonder if I'm going mad, I seem to just walk
do a sidewalk and think of everything as magical. I see it; I see the
magic in everything natural. The wonder of a leaf being blow in the
wind, the intense calm that comes over me as I hear a heavy storm,
the bliss I feel on a perfect day.
But
why? Why do I see this? Is it some kind of spell put over me? Or can
something really be special about me?
My name is Kathy and I do believe I must be mad, because something just popped out of that tree root and now it's staring at me.