Post Exam Trauma

Having Nothing serious on your mind...
This is what it feels like:
Unscathed fresh mountain water music, the backdrop to everything still, even bird's twitter infilters through to show how little you have time to worry "People rise with the sun" The timeless pond, even it, is lying back, undisturbed by the occasional dipping leaf. Not writing to make magic, making magic to write. nature is magical, it's wizard. Too bad there are no dew drop clouds, that would really make it all idyllic. The long grass finally having the time to sigh it all out, the wind caressing it for an instant to remind the field it's still alive. Just because time stops sometimes, the swallow anxiously pushes it forwards. Oh, just enjoy the moment little swallow. Swirling and barely audible trees leave their limbs to relax. Fragile ligt, softens the creamy blue sky, it peaks from distant rested mountain. Pieces of the sky try to break through the reflection of the water's face. Breezes playfully obstruct any clarity. Seriously, time could stop all day and no one would be the wiser. Concentric perfection, a replica of a replica of a replica simply doing what it was told be the Laws of Above. Little white speck absurdly scouting the swaying stalks. Little fluttersome being why does it feel i could break you with the slightest touch? I want you to make more sence, for my sake, make more sence. Lacking of much of the latter, i feel that if life's normality starts to enclose one, scream some really weird shit at it...You make it stop and think about why its chosen this chosen path. Yes, confront reality with it's flaws and pull down all the sorry victims of routine down with it. But don't kill the victims, because thats when realitys got the better of you.