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My Own World
The muted noise of the cars along with the occasional chirping of the birds calms my mind. In a familiar environment, my breathing is quiet and steady. My heavy eyelids slowly close as I bask in the warmth of the sunlight. The sunlight envelops me with an affectionate hug. Just what I need at the end of a tough week, my worries melt away, the heavy pressure gradually lifting off of me. Shoulders feeling lighter, I feel like I can breathe again, my mind free of stress and worries. My headache edging away, soon, there is nothing but peace in my mind. It’s like I’m in my own world; the subtle breeze brushes through my dark hair and carries my gaze to the cars driving by and the people around me, blurs of color and forgettable faces. My attention is only brief. There is no one but myself, the world revolving around me.
With the fresh air filling up my senses, I look off into the same scenery, never changing, yet the vibrant trees and movement intrigue me. The annoying voice in my head that always seemed to be commanding me to do my work or to study is finally gone and I’m able to appreciate my environment. The sunlight is kind, yet I’m steadily becoming hotter. Knowing my black clothes are at fault for absorbing the heat, I still stay and appreciate the weather. My eyes follow the trails of bugs I can’t name, but I don’t flinch.
There is no one to focus on except me. Left alone with my thoughts, I was afraid my thoughts would overwhelm me and I would blow my concerns out of proportion. I let out a huge sigh of relief after realizing that I immediately relaxed after sitting down. Simply observing my surroundings, my anxiety is silent.
I never seemed to fully appreciate the time dedicated to myself. Filling my entire body with a single, deep breath, I release all of the tension as my body relaxes. This time alone to myself is something I would consider a method of healing. As if my mental and physical health was given a boost, my spirit feels alive, sitting still yet brimming with energy and motivation. My hands no longer itch for my phone and my ears seem to hum in content as I listen to the melodies of nature.

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I used transcendentalist ideas throughout the piece. I sat outside and wrote how I felt truthfully.