Dying to get a taste of life.

sunset

Earlier I was out longboarding, just as usual, nothing different. Just lit a cigarette, had my music playing from my phone and pushed my feet off the ground repeatedly to gain speed.

What surrounded me was the same as it always is around this time of the year. Trees blossoming with pretty flowers, colours blended intogether, mosquitos quenching blood and the fresh sent of fall. I’ve seen the same things aorund me for the past 25 years of my life.

But something felt different, everything looked the same, but they felt different. Was it that I was longboarding a bit later than I usually do, or the the sunset fell later than it normally does, or were the wheels of my longboard slowing down?

Do you ever go somewhere you’ve been numerous times before, nothing physically has changed, but you feel change, like some sort of small aspect has changed your outloud on what you see?

I believe that’s what happened, I started appreciating what I saw in that moment. I saw tiny little aspects, I disected the different colours of the sunset, noticed where the mosquitos and other bugs laid to rest and how settle it made me feel in that moment.

It was as though, my worries, my past didn’t haunt me, but settled me and I felt it. I didn’t feel like dying was the answer, but living was.

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Body language to me is louder than the words flowing from peoples’ mouths.

This may sound creepy and or strange to most people, but I’ve actually met quite a few people who enjoy doing this as well. People watching is what I am referring to. Not necessarily staring as a way of being creepy, even if it appears to be by the people walking by.

I’ve been people watching for as long as I can remember. I’m not great with depicting which age I was at which part of my life, but I was younger.

It;s one of the things I do for passing the time. All I do is I could be at a mall, or at a park, sitting and listening to music and I just watch how people interact with one another, how they react to seeing other people looing at them, the way they run for a bus that is late, the way their eyes dart across the pages of a book, how fast their fingers move across their phone or tablet screens.

I don’t know why, but it’s my way of learning about people, the different types of people who are out there without exactly interacting with them. I’m socially awkward most of the time, and it’s just calming for me.

It helps me with picking apart the language of people’s bodies without them even speaking. Body language speaks louder to me than the actual act of using my ears to listen.

It’s actually not as creepy as it sounds. You’ll be surprised as to how many people do this, and it’s harmless in my eyes.