The microcosm inside my mind: nature

Monday, February 22, 2016

"A lake inside the city" (a photo)

Happy sunny day!

Today I woke up to this wonderful day. Hot and sunny! I love the hours that the sun is up, and when this time of the year comes I love them even more, because just by taking a look outside the window I automatically think:

"Spring is almost here!!!!"

Yes, I feel this way, every year. Usually from the first sunny days of February, I think that spring is almost here.

Spring, birds singing, higher temperature, less clothes, sun's warmth upon my skin, its light filing my eyes (ok, behind the sunglasses most of the times)! When sun is shining I feel more hopeful, like good things are going to happen in the following months (until summer)!

Time to get outside and do some photosynthesis!

Wheeee!

Friday, November 27, 2015

Creating images

I'm sitting on a chair, with the laptop in front of me, on the kitchen table.

Outside rain falls for a while now, and the sky has this wonderful light grey shade that makes everything look bright, even though there's no sun.

You just created a image in your mind, right?

Further than this kind of images that our mind creates, when someone gives you information about a scene, tells you a story maybe, there is another kind too.

The one that your imagination creates inside your mind.

Images that are so far from the reality (at least the reality you're in this moment).

You can be inside the scene I started this post with, and you can imagine other versions of reality...

....being inside a coffee shop with garland lights on the walls and comfortable chairs and sofas, with friends, laughing and talking about everything inside and outside your microcosms....

....being in a house, with your special someone, lying down under a blanket on the sofa, watching.....well, I'm going to choose X-Men movies because they're my favorite superheroes....

....dancing in the rain in the middle of a forest, spinning round and rounds around yourself, your clothes getting wet and rain drops falling upon your closed eye lids....

"9 crimes" - Damien Rice