I hiked along a small cliff
until I found the perfect lookout point to rest, gazing at the sparkling pale-blue
river, vibrant green rolling hills, thick dark green trees… I suddenly had this
huge impulse to bolt from the bench I sat on and take off on a long hike into
the hills, through the forests, to shallow depths of the river to some of the
small islands hideaway from everyone for a few days.
If only I could! I probably
would not mind getting lost either. Alas,
I stuck with getting lost in the flow of the river, a hypnotically peaceful
rush running over me. I stayed in the zone for as long as possible… until I
knew I had to return to the real world.
~Ange.
Copyright 2014 Lucky 33: Stories, Experiences, Perspectives, and Opinions of a Woman Who Made It To Her Thirties.
~Ange.
Copyright 2014 Lucky 33: Stories, Experiences, Perspectives, and Opinions of a Woman Who Made It To Her Thirties.
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