As I sit here comfortably on the
surprisingly soft patch of grass on the end of the park, all I can hear are the
sounds of cars rushing by, the annoying persistent buzz of the streetlight, and
the sound of this pencil scratching across the notepad, forming letters and
words. It is almost entirely dark out, yet it still feels early. The
streetlights help me see what I am jotting down. I cannot help but admire the
most deformed trees I have ever seen. I decide to stand up and walk along the
periphery of the park. I see another disfigured tree that immediately sparks up
childhood memories. When I was young, my brother and I would walk to the park
and climb this very tree any chance we would get. Every time I look up from
this notepad, I see another runner jogging by and waving hello under the
streetlight. The leftover smell of charcoal reminds me of all the times we have
had Sunday afternoon barbeques with friends. It continues to get colder and
colder as time passes by while I stand here leaning on a tree. The tree must be
several decades old; the bark feels rough against my back, but for some odd
reason I do not mind. Taste is the only sense I am unable to use here at the
park. If I were to imagine what the environment would taste like on this
evening at this precise moment, it would be something calm and soothing, like a
warm cup of lightly sweetened simple earl grey tea. Because the park is so
empty and lacks commotion, an ordinary cup of tea is the perfect taste for this
setting.
I was asked to reflect on my observations
today at the park, but initially, I am not sure how to react. I feel so much
more serene and tranquil. I am unstressed after this experience. This has made
me realize that at times, being isolated is not a punishment at all. Sitting and
observing alone at the park was an enjoyable experience, and I feel that this
will not be my last time doing it. I feel as though I have had a minor change,
but only in the way that I thought of isolated punishment. If one spends more
time alone or does this more often, I believe it has the potential to change
much more than just one opinion.
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