He stands against the pillar, his eyes closed, and breathes in the cold air. The sun is steadily rising, its rays warming his face, taking the chill out of the January morning. He turns even more towards the sun, basking in its warmth. At this unguarded moment, he has not a care in the world. He is oblivious to the world, oblivious to the girl on the bench steadily watching him. Beneath his black Bear …showed first 75 words of 916 total…

…showed last 75 words of 916 total…to forget about everything; this helps keep a person stable. I’ve realized that I don’t always take the time out to do so, which is why I’ve planned for some quality time with myself for this weekend. If I can’t completely relax, then hopefully I’ll at least figure out ways to hone my observational skills so that next time, I won’t get caught! Bibliography NO BIBLIOGRAPHY, it's creative writing