Somedays

No matter where i am, all i see are rolling hills with tall grass blowing in the wind. A sky so blue that you could lose yourself in it. All this and there just happens to be one tree. Old but not sick, just sitting there looking lonely. So lonely that i must spend time with that tree, read, dreaming and just sitting there doing nothing but staring into the deep blue sky and watching the rolling hills. *sigh* somedays

@Work,