dear you,
a neighbour plays her piano, the notes drifting from the distance. I imagine she feels the calmness too, the damp leaves and the stirring of activity. It feels wonderful to do nothing, and just watch the trees that live beyond your window. They call out to me, and I have visions of myself walking through crisp forests with gentle breezes. I wonder if I had been an adventurer in my past life. I wonder if I had breathed in the air of indescribable fascination at the beauty this world can possess.
xx,
CLL
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