observe

was sitting in a french restaurant with some people that i was vaguely acquainted with; they had blank faces and the place was poorly lit. You had to speak french at the restaurant, and my skills were rusty at best, so the waiter was pretty disgusted with me for being such a foolish American. The people I was with were chattering in heavy accents, and I decided to excuse myself. I ended up getting lost in this labyrinth of stacked chairs and found the exit, and decided i needed some fresh air. It was basically like walking through downtown Pitman but the streets were empty except this one single mother with long disheviled red hair with freckles covering her face and arms, and a baby that also had matching red hair. it wasn’t disheviled though, it was that silky hair that people only seem to have before they hit the age of 2. Both of them were naked, because it was warm out so she just held the baby against her chest. the sun was beginning to set so it was creating this beautiful light that gave their hair these golden highlight. she saw me and didn’t say anything but smiled and pointed down the street. I followed that direction for as long as i could go and eventually the street turned into a railroad track and then i found a dirt road. the sun was in the same position that it was in when i started my walk; somewhere along my walk i threw away my shoes. and suddenly i found myself in the field of daffodils that went up to my head. the flowers were about 3.5 times the size that they are supposed to be and created these yellow canopies above my head. i checked my pocket and i had the first camera that my dad gave me, a film from the 80’s that was basically a rectangular that you had to hold sideways to use. But the thing was it had unlimited film. So I start snapping all of these pictures of my feet and of the flowers the sky which had turned purple and i felt so content being alone


i dont know if this has any meaning.
if you read that, sorry. it’s more so that i remember later.