Smelling The Flowers.

The scent of living elsewhere...
When there it seems so clear, but here...
Here trying to find clarity is difficult.
Everything is pristine there,
and here I try to reason with what happened
and can't come up with anything.

The room, the hidden room...
The vault, the fight.
And you...
Someone familiar.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PorW3y5n1w
(Something Good Can Work - Two Door Cinema Club)

Back To Logic.

I find myself free from work, not out of work. I still hold my job and value the return to it when I am steeled. But I was forced on a sick leave due to injury at the beginning of this summer. During that time frame I got fed up with my surroundings and decided to take a push off shores in a different direction. This unexpected was surely a higher understanding's way of slowing me down to smell the flowers. Possibly somewhere along the way I had forgotten how to live? I took it as good fortune, along with prodding to go deeper. The year so far leading up to it has left me with questions, wounds, wandering, and as spoken before - missing something I don't even know how to attain. So I would turn my leave of absence into a vacation, even going as far as to say sabbatical. In which I have made use of 5 months in seeing part of the world.

In search of whatever it was that was missing, I am not even sure I found it. Let alone that anything was missing to begin with.
Maybe I have overlooked something?

Going back to the beginning is a good place to start. Therefore, I must retrace the waterways of my childhood past. Hoping to find something, not sure, not knowing.

The next few journal entries are a venture within my adventure, in hopes of discovery. This is where I begin. I am not sure how many times I will begin again, but here and now this is my
return to logic.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=se5TKgE2M1Q
(Video: Tron / Behind The Wheel - Depeche Mode Remix)

Time Spiraling.

Time spiraling. I feel...
I feel, wanting, not knowing.
Reckless, longing.
Touching, moments, connection.
Don't stop, don't look back.
Crystal tears, crystalized in time.
That tune, as it sings to your soul.
This is me, this is me in this time.
Moving forward and parellel.
These encounters leave me feeling.
Description does not equal it,
Words cannot complete;
The thought process that awakens.
Where does it find me?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8rCgEFDSJI
(Take It Easy - William Hut)

What Defines A Sabbatical?

Admiraling the seas off the Jersey Shore.
Beginning in laying down...
Laying all emotion, all thought on the sandy bottom.
Closing hatches, new portholes open.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JlgNFwoApec
(Video: Mansard Roof - Vampire Weekend)

Sabbatical: Pronunciation - \sə-ˈba-ti-kəl\, Function - noun, adjective

Date:

First Use 1599

1 : of or relating to a sabbatical year
2 : leave
3 : a break or change from a normal routine

Shadow Puppets.

The strangest sinking feeling is when you are driving along and the clouds are racing just a foot of your speed. So it appears there is an arc shadow coming over you as you move forward.