Quiet is really the best way to describe it. My feelings are on level that is so deep, that there really aren’t words to describe them. Just… quiet.
I’m not distraught, bitter or upset, far from it. I’m not even sure I would consider myself sad today. But I’m not exactly frolicking in fields of wildflowers either (actually, that would be impossible today considering it’s snowing at the moment). I’m somewhere in between, and much further below the surface.
If I could describe the way I feel in a visual form, I think it would be a watercolor painting. It’s right there in front of you. There is clearly a painting there.. It’ beautiful and real, but to try and describe it in great detail would prove difficult. You can see there are layers, blending, different gradients of color and varying degrees of saturation. It’s obvious there was a lot of time and effort that went into the painting. But if you were to try and describe this painting to someone who could not see it, you would most certainly fall short. To try and pinpoint where one color fades into another, or where one brush stroke blends with another is impossible to discern. There’s to much complexity to describe. And yet, the image is so simple.