This evening, rather late, I was struck with this indescribable urge to go outside. No reason. I just needed to go outside. So I did. And when I stepped outside the doors, I was struck. By the air. The smell, the sensation, the sounds. It's warm, but not hot. And the smell, ... have you ever put something made of iron in your mouth and tasted that sharp tang? That's what it smells like outside right now. It's humid, but not too humid. There's a certain sense of nostalgia outside right now that I can't really explain. It smells green outside. I don't know how to explain it. I love it. It is soooo nice outside that I would love to sleep outside if I could. If I could without being crawled over by about a million spiders.
Something about the quality about the air outside reminds me of being a kid. Nothing specific about being that kid, just being there. I cannot explain it - I know I said that already - but it's true.
It's like I'm here, in this moment, experiencing life. Being there, in life. So much of each day just goes by and I don't really think about it. But there are moments, like tonight outside, where you really feel life. I'm here in this moment and I am. Even the sounds of the night are important somehow. The dull rumble of traffic. The faint hum of insects. The even fainter hum of the air-conditioner condensers from all the nearby buildings. There are people out and about, talking. You can't hear what they are saying, just the babble of voices. But quiet-like. If I had better words to describe it, I'd use them.
--Little Bird is... in the moment
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You give your Nostalgic a high shine.
It was an amazing night. There was something in the air. It reminded me of being a kid, all the good things about it. Those nights that were just plain magical. For no particular reason. It was one of those "right here, right now" moments. It was beautiful.
Ok, this one I have to respond to! Although I'm not sure what to say. But I understand completely. A couple of weeks ago we had a lot of rain and when I went out on my balcony I could smell nature. It was overpowering. You could smell the green plants growing and everything else in nature the way it is meant to be all the time. I grew up in the country and miss those smells and sounds. Mostly the sound of silence. Deep in the back of our minds we all miss nature.
I've always lived in a city, but spent a fair amount of time in the country. There was something in the air that night, and it was amazing. And now, the cicadas have started!! The night sounds alive!
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