fishing

sometimes i feel as if i am a fish out of water. i watch the world around me rushing around filled with self important ideas to explain their frenzy. never stopping to smell a rose. never stooping to put their hands in the soil and feel the earth. more interested in strip malls, shopping malls, movie theaters, traffic jams. anything the steps between self and communication with another human being. what twist of fate landed me in a land where i feel more and more out of step. where isolation has become second nature. where a sunset is just a divider between night and day. hurry up and go here. hurry up and go there. never stop. never contemplate. be careful you might discover another human with real ideas. someone that will actually understand you for who you are.