Despite what I lead people to believe. I do see beauty in things, lots of beauty. To the complex growth of a tree, to the way light bounces from a window to a passing car to a can of coke and eventually blinding me, annoying me for but a passing second.
I love the thought process of an animal, what it does, thinks about. How it decides to go from one place to another, what it decides is comfortable and what is not.
The problem is that I internalize these things, I cannot wonder out loud about the growth of a crystal or the advance of my knowledge. The times I do speak on the process of nature, it seems like incoherent babbling.
Perhaps I'm too easily distracted.
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