We walk through life as a very habitual process. Each day the alarm rings and you push yourself out of the limbo. You rise up, the eyes open, only to see the same view. The same walls, the same furniture, the same mirror, the same reflection. Each day, every day.
But then sometimes, there are these rare occasions when you repeat the the same process but in a different place. The eyes open and it’s a brand new feeling. The view hasn’t been seen before, the furniture is different, it’s raw. The air smells different, it’s cleaner, it’s fresh. You step down, the earth feels rough, but you like this roughness. You get up and go out, not to the familiar mirror and the basin, but into the lap of nature.
The clouds whistle by as the sun gently colours everything in sight. It feels like a new life, it feels like a new you.
You love this feeling, you wish each day could be such a blessing!
You wish you lived in the mountains.