NANO ZEN

I had a very interesting movie like dream last night. It was a fascinating story of a single middle aged business man disillusioned by life rediscovering the child inside him.

The story opens with Logan [I didn't dream the names by the way. I've added those just for narrative] leaving a group therapy session of similarly stressed, disillusioned, and depressed people. Walks out of the building onto a busy city street in winter, feeling no better than when he went in.

As he walks through the city, he recalls winter in the forested country hills as a child. The cool crisp air, the crunch of snow under foot, scents of pine trees, and the simple quiet of a winter’s day as the snow falls about him. He decides that weekend to drive into the hills once more.

Weekend comes and Logan finds himself in a mountain park land, driving slowly upwards into the snow country. The road is narrow and covered by the previous night’s snow fall, yet already showing signs of being used despite its unploughed state.

The hills are covered by all manner of trees covered in snow as though a blanket had been laid over top of them, branches piled high with snow. Logan drives slowly with his window open. The air is cool, still, and silent, the car’s engine but a low rumble as though subdued into respect for nature’s winter white tapestry.
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