Right now I am sat in a cafe watching and listening to people all around me. They come and go and discuss their stories and lives with each other in easy listening distance of myself. No doubt that if I were to be making a sketchbook for my course I would be filling it right now with sketches and musings. As it is, this blog is the portal into my ideas.
The private lives of each person is displayed infront of me weaved between sounds of coffee cups and babies gargling. The young and old alike share stories and moments with each other as I sit here and eagerly listen to each and every one.
What does it all mean? Caught in our own lives and existing like this. It's a strange concept to muse over for sure. One thing is for sure, I won't find the answers in the bottom of a double flake frescato.
For now I just need to sit and appreachiate life like these people do. They do not search for question or meaning, they are content with the humble act of living and being alive.
- iPhone
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