Life feels like it is moving slowly. Nature is at that point of waiting. Fall is gone but where is winter? When I stare out the window or smell the air it seems as though the world outside of my house has been put on hold. It makes me think, I want to ponder the day away and imagine things and that's it. I don't want to do anything, I don't even want to sleep. I want to be motionless myself, yet awake and alive only in a place that no one else can see.