I'm alone.
Sitting, staring, waiting.
Waiting for what, I don't know.
Staring at what, I don't know.
Sitting on what, grass.
I sit a little longer.
I stare a little longer.
I wait for something new.
Something exciting and valuable.
An adventure.
I still sit, cold.
I remain waiting, impatient.
I continue to stare at water.
Fast water, rushing past.
A blur.
Calm to the ear but harsh to the eyes.
I'm still alone.
Sitting, staring, waiting.
Sitting on green,
Waiting for life,
Staring at blur.
Why?
Adventure.
Thrill.
A need to move!
A burning desire to get up and run!
Running, ignoring, living.
Running through the blur.
Ignoring the green.
Living the life.
This is why.
This is life.