Friday, September 14, 2012

Portrait of a Place

I remember...
-the sound of bongo drums in the distance
-the feeling of the sun shining on your face
-the feeling of serenity and welcome
-the way grass feels before everyone flattens it with blankets
-walking around aimlessly and exploring
-laying down and just looking up for hours
-the way gusts of wind make you feel content
-an unspoken feel of peace/unity
-the way the bark looks/the shadows of the trees
-the "golden" tint of the sun rather than the "white" tint shining
-didgeridoos humming in my ear for the entire weekend
-genuine laughter
-climbing trees
-hanging upsidown on the playground
-the view of downtown at night
-seeing so many people it feels like the apocalypse
-the smell of incense and fair foods
-diversity amongst everyone
-not knowing where I'm going but continuing to walk
-weird statues
-beautiful artwork
-uncomfortable artwork, making me wonder



I don't remember...
-where everyone went once the park closed
-who i talked to on each day
-things i really wanted to buy at the time
-the music in the background that i either tuned out, or wasn't interested in
-all the faces i walked past seem blurry now

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