"In the midst of nature, one is never alone."-John Muir
I have NO idea if that quote is exact because my brain tried, dear people, it tried. Anyhoo, I really liked that quote because it is unforgivably true. If nature were a side-effectless drug, I'd be a downhill addict. Getting lost in the trees is so calming; I find my mind wanders the best there when I'm trying to conjure up a plot for a story.
SPEAKING OF WHICH.
I think my brain/sanity fell out of my ears about three days ago. You see, I entered this writing contest thang (Yes, "thang" is still a hip word) and it had to be under three hundred words. So i thought, "NO BIGGIE! I SHALL WRITE THIS OUT IN NO TIME!" So I started. Three and a half hours later, I had my story. It was a bit rough around the edges, but it was there, leaving me days to edit.
And then i looked at the word count. 8,700 words. My heart nearly broke inside of my chest. SOOOO i started again. Many screams into my pillow and ceiling staring later, i got the story to be 300 words exactly. I nearly cried with joy.
How have you all been? Lovin nature? Or chillen by that little plant by your window sill near the AC? Whatever it is, I hope you're having a good time =)