  I feel so shot. I'm currently taking a break from writing... by writing... but this is free form. This is easy- this is a little bit of everything. I went out for a break earlier. There is a courtyard in eddy, which is filled with grass and trees and plants.
I had noticed on my way into eddy that there was a subtle buzzing noise in the courtyard, and when I went out I found the source. I laid under a tree with falling pink buds and a hundred bees zipping around it. The hum was comforting, and I watched the petals fall onto the stones, coating them in sunrise colored snow. While I was there the sun came out, and illuminated the tops of all the branches, heating the flowers just enough to release a warm smell of honey. No wonder the bees looked so happy. I watched a bird three feet away from me eating mites I couldn't see out of the center of a flower and the edge of the branch. The bird was unaware of me, seemingly unaware, and I watched it breathing shallowly. I let flowers fall on my body, and wondered at the moment. Now I am trapped in a cold, dark lab... 
