Quiet

It feels so peaceful, looking out wide windows at the once hot landscape. All touched with rain.
I feel a sense of melancholy.
Or bittersweet.

I'm not sure.

I read in a book once that was talking about language. It mentioned about the essence of a language, and how even when speaking, one can't ever quite explain how they feel. A person only compromises with language to explain your emotions, feelings, thoughts. I wonder if that's why children can pick so much up and are sometimes the most insightful. They are untouched by the language and feelings of this world. They understand the world better because they haven't tied themselves down to words.
Sometimes, life has those moments. You know, those ones that you feel something but you can't explain it. Not sad or happy or any in-between emotions. Just a very broad feeling.
It feels like music probably would best describe my feeling currently. However, I couldn't compose anything on the sight for you.

Anyway, I feel like going out to an open field untouched by human civilization, just to enjoy the rain. I always can process thoughts and emotions better. And I seem to appreciate and enjoy and understand life more that way. Maybe that's why I feel so separate from everyone else. I don't know.

Anyway, I'm just tired and looking forward to summer. and its storms. and freedom.

~blah~