Last night as I was putting this post together I wanted to write something meaningful, but nothing was coming to me. No use in forcing something to try and make content. So, I figured that tomorrow would be a new day and that perhaps I could find inspiration in something that happened.
There was just so much more, but it's something to observe people in the moment and see the extraordinary in person that you can't replicate once you're back in your dorm and trying to write about it. The fleeting moment is gone, and it won't ever be captured again. I sat there wishing so badly that I had my laptop, a piece a paper, pen, or anything so I could remember every single person that walked by me and what struck me about them as they passed by. You would think that I sat there for a long time people watching, but I only observed for fifteen minutes until my coffee was done, but I took more away from those fifteen minutes than I do almost all of my days.
To just see humans and the people live their life; the same thing I'm trying to do and you're trying to do. It makes me feel a lot less alone, and a lot more inspired. I don't know. This simple thing today really changed my perspective on a lot of things. Perhaps it's still just my large coffee talking through my pumping, caffeinated blood, but I feel different somehow.
Like I've seen things with completely different eyes.
With much love, Lauren.