Visual smog, countless sounds, and the relentless pressure to move faster and faster – so that we miss nothing, let nothing slip away, experience everything, earn more, and constantly strive to get ahead…
I yearn to breathe… To wander through the woods and feel gratitude for the purity of the fleeting moment, for the very gift of existence. To listen to the breeze and take in the scent of pines. To stand tall upon the mountaintop and drink from the wisdom of silence.
