where you're at

as I dream up this post, I lounge on my bed next to my window, feeling a cool breeze blowing in from the 3rd story of my apartment building. I hear the leaves rustling right outside and cars driving off in the distance. my eyelids are heavy while my thoughts run in circles. I have a fascination with windows. and even stronger than that, I have a fascination with the wind. I adore the sky and trees and am mesmerized by how they move and change. a gust of wind will bring a smile to my face and a slight breeze will soothe my anxious thoughts as it rushes over my skin and rustles my hair. 

yesterday I cruised the back roads with my hair flying out the window, breathing in the refreshing fall air. and this morning I gazed through the glass at a gorgeous sun rising over this little nebraskan town. 

I feel peace.

amidst the exhaustion and anxiousness, I feel peace. 

something I wouldn't have been able to say very many other times in my life.

I keep looking out windows and thinking, "there's so much out there"

but I've also been realizing, "there's so much in here"

there's so much...right where you're at