To where, she wasn't sure.
She just wanted to walk her thoughts away.
It was her rest day.
She got a lot of things to do,
but she can't work without peace of mind.
A gentle wind grazed her skin.
It was a bit cold.
it was such a nice cloudy morning.
Some dried brown leaf crushed heavily beneath her boot.
Everything seemed like in slow motion,
- the cars, the people around and even the birds in the air.
She brought nothing with her save herself,
but things felt heavy on her shoulders.
She was a little light-headed though.
As she trod the road, the trees swayed their branches
as if dancing, as if greeting her.
Together, they made music.
She closed her eyes and
listened to the flattering of their leaves.
She lifted her head to meet the sunrays.
Slowly, she felt the heaviness fading.
Indeed, there's peace in nature.
Suddenly, something cold fell on her face.
She opened her eyes and wiped it away.
A cold fluid.
Another one fell onto her palm.
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