This does not happen a lot. When it does, I thank God once more. Growing up in a distressed world, I hope there live people who believe and feel what I do sometimes. A moment to leave all the materialistic interests you have and balm your mind. I think we all yearn for a life like that. One in which we can sit outside our house on the front yard and listen to nature connecting herself with us. One in which we appreciate what we have. Most significantly, one in which we feel fully adequate with what we have and not want more.
That one evening when all that seems important is to watch the sun set up the nearest hill from your house and thank him for a day of persistent, hard work. I believe a part in all of us yearn for such moments. The times where I can blissfully watch the beauty of the world and speak to it. I can apologize to nature for not spending enough time with her and she will always forgive me. A cup of cinnamon tea could always accompany. I think the one reason why I thought this was a necessity was because I sit at the moment beside a pile of books that I am not ready to open and scan.
Right now, I just want to let myself lay out my thoughts on here in order to maybe seek others who are as well desirous of days like these. I will probably regret this later on when I have to give a homework assignment in less than an hour in school. Still, reminiscing to now, my regrets would fade away. That’s what experiencing ‘mind at ease’ feels like I assume.
I hope one day we all can forget about branded bags, luxurious cuisines and expensive dreams. On that day, appetizers would consist of reading a book near the fireplace on a chilly night alongside some delicious, scented candles. Main course would be tranquility with a side dish of colorful, small birds softly singing on an orange-leaved autumn evening. For dessert, it would definitely be lying down on the less than semi-soaked grass and watch the stars be consistent and still just how John Keats likes them.
I want to be in a life where I can read, write and perform archery for relaxation. And I am almost there with one third of it being ticked off the list. I want to live where I’m satisfied and that may not necessarily be where the people are used to buying expensive coffee every morning before leaving for work. I want my shoulders to descend and forget the stresses and dilemmas of everyday life. Because inside, we can all admit to it. The minor situations come and go, the world is here, waiting to reconnect with the vast race that took control over it. Look out your window and find nature hidden behind the street lights, polluted clouds and ear-popping cars. She will wait for those days when we do.
Burger Aficionado. Crazy but Preppy Muggle.
Scene from Orc Strain, a comic by James Stokoe
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