When I say I lack feeling, you know that I mean I lack the capacity to feel, and this is a spiritual not a bodily failing. --Art and Lies

Friday, March 11, 2005

Take Me Away Essays

The following were two essays I wrote for a schalorship I applied for during hell week. You will have a good idea were my mind was during that week by reading these.


  1. I think the best luxury in life would have to be the ability to nap. After a hard day at school, work, or play there is nothing better than curling up into bed. To lay down and pull the covers up tight and just relax and let sleep take you over is one of the best therapies. During the day especially, sleeping in the warm sunlight soaking up the heat, just like a fat cat. Nothing I can think of is more refreshing than that. Than you wake up stretching your arms high above you and take note of your muscles coming back to life thinking there isn’t a better sensation in the world. Everything just seems to be brighter and more pleasant. Even though it is simple that is one of life’s luxuries that I most enjoy and it would be a hard job to find someone who disagrees with me.

  2. If I could go anywhere in the world I would want to go to a secluded place with no one around. Where time could just stand still. There would be no deadlines or anybody or anything demanding my immediate attention. This secluded place doesn’t know what stress is because everyone before me never experienced it during his or her stay. Want to know why? The reason is there is nothing to stress about, nothing even to be thought of to stress about. Here I can do whatever I want because time is without a boundary. Here I’ll finally be able to indulge in my own thoughts and escape the world to be able to breathe once again. Best of all there are no alarm clocks here just the peaceful sounds of nature. After a little time here I can face the world with nothing keeping me back or holding me down, with a spring in my step. I’ll just glow with a newness no one will be able to beat.

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