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Solitude

My father's been gone a number of years now, but i still remember him spending time watching the birds from the sun-room, especially in the winter. He would be there with his bible, coffee, and his thoughts. I wonder now what he would think about, if he had hopes and dreams unfulfilled or was he truly as content as he seemed. I don't find solace in religion, sometimes I wish I still did, things seemed easier back then but I can't make myself believe. It's rare that I slow down enough to take it all in. I'm pretty lucky all things considered. Things don't always go the way I'd like, but it could be much worse. Welp, my coffees done... enough time sitting here being introspective... time to get on with my day.

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Uploaded on March 6, 2016