Unaffected

December 24, 2001

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I don’t think I fully miss it yet, but when I close my eyes to enjoy memories that come with a favorite song or awake to a cold grey day just the way I like it, I am reminded of my new found home in Montana. Nothing seems to sink in anymore, it is hard to be affected these days, but I am trying my best to rectify this apparent loss of passion and emotion. I cried the first time I witnessed the breathtaking view of the snowcapped Rocky Mountain Range, this was six months ago and since that time I have seen and experienced much more than my usual share, and perhaps this is the reason for my sudden dullness. Anticipated plans that have been discussed and re-discussed over a thousand times finally took action in a spontaneous burst, and I was caught off guard by my failure to be ready – a dreamer, yes, but I cower when abstract transforms itself into realism.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist