My dearest friend,
It’s been a while.
I am writing to you as I’m travelling around the country by car.
I wish you were here to see these beautiful, endless landscapes.
Outside the window, you can see the changes in the nature rolling, almost like those vintage film tapes switching in front of my eyes fast forward.
Trees full of life dressed into their fall gowns, dancing in the crisp breeze, and slowly letting down their leaves.
The life outside of the big city’s noise has this serenity and tranquility in it.
It almost seems as though it's beckoning you to lose yourself in its beauty.
Further out in the fields, you can see the farmers beginning to harvest the grounds and prepare for the season..
Wheat fields stretch as far as your eyes can see.
Beautiful golden and brown tones blend seamlessly with the autumnal sunset sky to create a peaceful evening.
Those warm brown hues remind me of your eyes, my dear friend.
"Celestial Nora" is playing on the radio, and the music balances the scenery perfectly.
I make a brief stop to get out of the car to observe this magical moment.
As I take a deep inhale, I close my eyes, and I imagine you're there next to me.
The crispy ground crunches under my feet as I walk around.
I sometimes catch myself wondering if this life out of the city would suit me.
Would it give me the certainty I need or the comfort of everything being around my reach?
Autumn has always reminded me of the change and the necessity to let things go.
And this is what sometimes is needed. A change of scenery, a change of friends that were never there for you, a change of home.
A reminder that we must keep evolving as human beings and challenge ourselves to adapt, learn, and transform.
I need to be honest with you, my dear friend. I feel worn out from all the continuous stress and expectations that society has put on me. On us all.
The people here out of the city live simply, without any worries or high expectations.
They live for today.
And that's the magic of it.
I would like this weight I have been carrying around for so long to be lifted up.
To finally live careless and free of others's opinions.
To live for me and only me.
I wonder, my dear friend, would you follow me in this quest?
Would you take a leap of faith once again with me, my dearest friend?
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