“Spring wind blew my list of things to do away…”

It’s a wonderful feeling sometimes, to have nothing to do.After coming out of a long year of school, being downtown everyday surrounded by the constant motion that takes place there — watching people go from one place to another, never stopping to look at what is around them, wherever they are — it is a much needed, and appreciated change of pace. Everyone would jump from one class, one task, to another; they wouldn’t take time between, even though they had it. I would see people go from one class, and a soon as it’s over they’re minds would already be in the next class, even as they walked down the street — they wouldn’t really be there, walking down the street, or through the park, looking at the things and people that were around them, they’d already be on the next pass. I learned to look at people and what was around me — you know, actually looking at their faces while I passed by, instead of being caught up in my own head.

It’s a wonderful feeling when you have an entire day to just sit in fresh air, taking it in, (playing guitar or listening to [folk]music) just sitting in the moment with nothing to do. When busyness is dead and you don’t let yourself become a victim to worry you’ll find that you can breathe; that the moment is wholly yours to appreciate. It is a really satisfying change of pace to the constant movement and noise that you can find everywhere.

“Sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand”

@2 years ago
#breathe #cool hand luke #jack johnson #music #nothing #poem #thinking #wind #writing 
“Spring wind blew my list of things to do away…”

It’s a wonderful feeling sometimes, to have nothing to do.After coming out of a long year of school, being downtown everyday surrounded by the constant motion that takes place there — watching people go from one place to another, never stopping to look at what is around them, wherever they are — it is a much needed, and appreciated change of pace. Everyone would jump from one class, one task, to another; they wouldn’t take time between, even though they had it. I would see people go from one class, and a soon as it’s over they’re minds would already be in the next class, even as they walked down the street — they wouldn’t really be there, walking down the street, or through the park, looking at the things and people that were around them, they’d already be on the next pass. I learned to look at people and what was around me — you know, actually looking at their faces while I passed by, instead of being caught up in my own head.

It’s a wonderful feeling when you have an entire day to just sit in fresh air, taking it in, (playing guitar or listening to [folk]music) just sitting in the moment with nothing to do. When busyness is dead and you don’t let yourself become a victim to worry you’ll find that you can breathe; that the moment is wholly yours to appreciate. It is a really satisfying change of pace to the constant movement and noise that you can find everywhere.

“Sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand”

2 years ago
#breathe #cool hand luke #jack johnson #music #nothing #poem #thinking #wind #writing