(photo NOT by me)
I have been dying to go to the forest forever. I want to see snow. Imagine walking over there, with the sweet smell of the trees, of nature, and hear the snow crunching under your feet, with every step you take. And then you stop for a minute or two, and you listen. You listen to the silence, to the flutter and chirping of the few occasional birds that fly by every so often. Now that would be truly wonderful, cleansing. That would be a dream come true.
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