I can’t remember the last time I looked up like this, and at this time of day. Which is a shame.
Love the blue skies, love all that vibrant green, love the fluffy clouds, love the wind. Love everything. I think I was where I was meant to be.
Come to think of it, who looks up when they’re about to go out or make their way to work? We always look down or straight ahead, and maybe even stare off into space. We avoid making eye contact.
I remember when I used to ride the bus or train to get to the office, and everyone around me looked downright grim. And so, so quiet. Well, it’s still like that. But I bet they’re too busy and preoccupied to care or notice. It just is.
This view, this simple act, calmed me. And made me go wow, and feel grateful. And wistful.
I think you'll feel the same? 😊