Blue Hearts

...And as I sat there, hiding under the cover of bush, watching him slowly gathering his blue hearts, I felt enthusiastic about the coming times. His hearts all in a pile. The effort it took him, climbing through the dead trees, tripping over the twigs and branches, lifting rocks, picking up the ones he dropped and having the pile the...re, all in a pile. It was fantastically depressing, yet subtly terrific. I was overwhelmed with warmth. I felt something trigger inside, like the flip of a light switch, I was glowing. He continued to work at gathering his hearts. I quietly grabbed my camera and took this snap shot, trying to get the huge pile of hearts in the picture but failing as it was too big to get. After the shutter clicked he turned and noticed me, for what reason, I don't know, but I got scared. I felt a surge of adrenaline hit me and I took off as fast as I could, jumping over whole large bushes, dodging the scattered trees and never looking back. Until finally I came upon a road where I proceeded to stick out my thumb and wait for the next ride...