Freshness

I really wanted to go for a walk. It took more effort to get out of the warm room and into the street than I originally thought. As soon as you took a step, you were overwhelmed by a gust of wind. No. Not as cold and harsh as you expected when you were packing. This one's very different. It's warm. Enjoyable. And the gentle freshness you feel as you get closer and closer to the water, through a field of flowers, just like you turn towards the light. Bright. It's so good that you even close your eyes, peeking slightly through the crack of your eyelids. And my thoughts vanished somewhere

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