So many times, I have come to this field and sat here feeling the warmth of the sun and gentle breeze caressing my face. Watching the tall grass sway back and forth, almost like the waves of an ocean. Moreover, the silence of the field seemed like something that I had never felt before. Mainly because I had lived in the city for so long, never to hear such silence like this, because there was always something there that broke the silence. However, not here, that was something that I found, which I had fallen in love with. I had to admit that it was because of my wife that I found here in, which was probably the only thing that I had to be grateful for her about. There was something about the field, which brought a peaceful feeling to my soul. Something I had never felt before, at least not to the soothing intensity, which I felt here. It was the shame that other people really could feel like I did when I was here. The only other people who would come to this field would be the teenagers at night to drink without getting in trouble and to fool around with their girlfriends. Away from the eyes of the adults that would catch them with what they were doing. Be pulling the only threat that they would have was over by the police back into town. Of course, in a small town they would not have to worry about that. In addition, on the ground there were always the remains of whatever it was that they did here in this field. Used condoms, empty beer cans, one time even some woman's underwear that been left with an old blanket. Sure whoever the woman was, became embarrassed when she realized she had left it there. Some obvious evidence of the truth of what had done out here.
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