Tag: mountain

Les jours passèrent.
À ce moment-là, le décor, le temps disparurent.
Cela changeait toute notre vie.
Gone Fishin’
It makes me want to do more adventurous things, like go downtown more often.
Most of the time, we were going off in the wrong direction.
It’ll be a nice change for both of you.
Life’s nothing but words, words, words.
He felt physically incapable of moving.
The dreamy sense of well-being left him.
Everywhere was peace.
The sun was a hard white point directly overhead.
Everything was still stripped and bare.
This is of course a metaphor.
Was he the first to see it?
There was a balance struck: it was enough.
Give me a rock to hold.
He doubted he would come back.
A partial calm descended.
She looked at him and he looked at her but he did not turn.
Something has changed in the air.
I wasn’t thinking.
The next day was nothing, nothing at all
A gray day without promise or beauty
The happiness of being alone
Does it make you claustrophobic?
I know how to play
This makes sense
It just sounds right
It felt like I imagined it would
I’m really glad to be here
It’s as true now as it was almost a century ago
Do you know why you are here today?
It isn’t always simple
I know you’ve told this story a dozen times
Can you just come look at something?
Its ancientness inscrutable and daunting and moving
I had to figure out how I got to this point – and why I was here
It’s how we grow. Art’s a means to measure that growth
There was where we found ourselves when the mists cleared and so there’s where we stay
Is there something wrong?
I liked being in the middle of nowhere
Whatever that means
I took a deep breath
Can we go?
A single cloud had drifted by like a glacier in a calm sea
She resented the neighbors always brooding overhead
Probably there is already no turning back
The world is incredible at this time of day, isn’t it?
All my life I’d been the one looking down on the world