i'm still here

I watched the light dissipate as storm clouds crept in, on a streamy summers evening. One can be distracted by lots of things, many of which are exactly that, distractions. The warm breeze and mesmerising slow but steady rhythm of the ocean was most certainly not a distraction, but rather an escape. 

I'll save the rest of the philosophical bullshit for never, and finish by saying, I enjoyed this experience.